Rush

"The streets are closed
parade in town. Like the one
I saw once, in love..."

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A sudden rush, the past is calling
Start fresh (It) may be borderline boring
Encoring, two cents for scoring!
Like a missed bus, past dissed us
I threw down the gauntlet, avoid the crush
For the one who stopped calling
Knowingly fold the royal flush (to)
No wake up the next morning!

Hello! Hello! Smiles colored yellow
Feedback for the fellow
(and after that) Who calls him mellow?
No sleep on the other side of the medal
Who cares about living on meadow?
A widow? Next to empty window?
Brings the horrors of life on a down-low
Another low-blow makes you bow low
With an empty bowel, pass the towel
Life gets crazy sometimes, so stay hollow

But never shallow! The day they meet -
no words, just vowels!
And a life complete, for a moment of
Happy-ness, smooth finesse
Just enough to keep it under excess...
Always simple, always complex!
No give or take, no pause, no break,
No applause, no cake, just together
For good-godness sake
A societal fake, evanescent like a dying snowflake
Always self-made
Completion of a circle - very rare, but always great!

Truth lies in lies, realize through wide open eyes
It's all good, there is no surprise!

(Do) return to everyday life in disguise
Come back for more, an encore - behind closed doors

Keep the circle whole or keep the heart with a hole!!!!

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D. Baizhanov
February 27th, 2010)