Think Therefore I Am

  I think...

  I thought...

  Therefore I am...

  Right?

  That's what I thought I thought

  When I was thinking about it

  But now as I ponder it

  I think it makes sense

  Or at least I thought it did.

  If I am

  Or was when I was thinking about it

  Am I different now?

  I was

  Or I am when I am thinking about it

  But that was then

  And this is now

  I think

  So am I not any more?

  Or was the "me" I was not me now?

  And if I am different now than I was then

  Did I think the way I think now?

  Or did I think I would think the same way I thought then, now?

  I thought I was the same now as I was then

  But I think I am different

  And if I am different

  Is the me I thought I was

  A different me than I am now

  And if so am I not any more

  since I don't think that way?

  Its hard to think

  That I ever thought differently

  To the way I think now

  Or at least I thought so

  But now I think so I am now

  And I thought then

  So I was then

  I don't think I like thinking about how I thought

  Or so I thought while thinking about it

  §

  An Old House Is Still A Home

  Far away from here lies a road

  On that road lies a cottage

  For it was in time long past

  Now it's simply a house

  On those long and empty nights

  When rain's bite is sharp and wind's breath a howl

  The house it stays

  Waiting for boot treads fall

  On dark and stormy nights

  It's stone hearth still remains

  Pitter and patter

  Rang all the night through

  Yet in the morning all left was dew

  And as that sun did rise

  So shone the ruin

  A house without home

  Leaves no walls, roof, or room

  The mud and gloom

  The weary night sent

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  With rain and storm and abysmal wind

  The shadow of the house

  A ghost now appears

  As storm do take all those near

  Be it here or abroad,

  On these nights does this shelter reappear

  §

  BEWARE ALL THOSE WHO ENTER HERE

  It's not unsightly

  Merely a mirror of night

  Here the dead walk

  And the living don't seem right

  Come if you dare

  Into my domain

  Be careful not to linger

  Or forever you may remain

  Rivers and lakes down here abound

  One misplaced step

  There wont even be a sound

  But if for these warnings

  You do not care

  You may still enter

  If you carry appropriate fare

  There are few that are allowed to leave

  It's a fate that, let's be honest--

  Most will receive

  But if you should be

  A bit different in your performance

  Choosing instead to shake things up

  The entertainment alone would see you through

  But maybe

  Just maybe

  This herculean task

  Won't be too much for you

  §

  Alone

  You are not alone

  Whether in darkness or in light

  No worries about with whom you tread

  For you are not alone

  The journey will not be easy

  But that's okay

  I'm sure you will see it someday

  You are not alone

  We are by your side

  Ready to see you through

  It doesn't matter what challenge you face

  When you are in that darkest abyss

  You are not alone

  You may feel your world is crashing down

  And that may just be so

  I may not know what you've been through

  But you are not alone

  You may not be able to see or hear me

  I know you can't touch or taste me

  But don't worry

  Even if you feel all lost

  Like you can never find home

  I promise we are not far

  You are not alone

  Those times in which

  Your heart is weighed

  Those trials may feel overwhelming

  But allow me once more

  With no refrain just to say

  You are not alone

  Lastly it's not just good enough to say

  There must be more to it

  Rather than to say

  I simply mean to show

  No matter where you are

  Nor when or with whom

  Look around and there we be

  Your friends and family

  And of course your number one fan, me

  To you I swear

  You will never truly be alone

  §

  On Stage

  The stage is set and I am up and coming

  My name has been heard, so at least there's that

  It's time for me to step up

  In front of a crowd full of strangers

  Their voices quieting

  Soon to be beholden to my colorful words

  My breath shutters and my hands tremble

  Sweat forms all about me

  My heart pounds as I look out to them

  I want to run hide and cry

  Write my poems in peace in a quiet space

  Its not a matter of good or bad

  Simply entertainment

  It's a matter of opinion and everyone has them

  It's not about the words

  Just how they are read

  So long as it comes from the soul

  That's all that matters

  The spotlight is on and it's time to start

  So I begin my phrases and a couple clever rhymes

  I wait for the jeer

  But it's not what I hear

  Instead a small clap

  Not mighty or loud,

  But why does that matter?

  At least they are not mad

  I've tried my turn and I'm all tuckered out

  It's time to hand the reins over

  Till next I speak