<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=547407" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Brick Layer</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Menacing thoughts invade this good<br>I thought I was cured.<br>Guess I missed the double blink, <br>of deceptions, 'sure'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pessimist gesture from television, <br>I thought I changed the channel.<br>Guess its karma paying a visit, <br>infecting my precious cable.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Concrete legs and gravel hands, <br>is this my true reflection? <br>Sanities chisel above my head, <br>brick layer bows laughing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His mixture hidden, outside relief, <br>a close friend supplies him.<br>A friend that tends to all his needs, <br>brick layers defensive.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This house almost completed, <br>my will grows weak, <br>brick layer's drive<br>thrives in me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Karma on the television, <br>what else am I to do, <br>guess I'll watch an episode, <br>of 'what not to do'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Brick layer fetches his mixture, <br>from close friend, conscience.<br>Gives him state of mind in return<br>to keep me from asking.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the confines of the basement, <br>with a television possessed, <br>I kneel on my concrete knees<br>and crawl towards the steps.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Beneath unfinished ceiling, <br>I see an opening.<br>Sanities chisel dangles, <br>left unattended.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pushing myself up, <br>with heavy, gravel hands, <br>I grab the chisel brick layer left, <br>his king now in check.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Listening for a silence above, <br>holding breath within, <br>Brick layer is oblivious, <br>to his chisel breaking skin.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Cracking the concrete and gravel casts, <br>I stand on weary feet.<br>Regain my balance and dust my limbs, <br>of brick layers defeat.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Down the stairs, now at the door, <br>brick layer is frantic.<br>Deprived of purpose, and will to constraint, <br>his motives are desperate.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Laying his bricks in attempts to withhold me, <br>he knows it's his death.<br>His chisel, his king<br>betrays him once more, <br>and breaks his coward back.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No longer do I live below, <br>in the basement of mind.<br>A new occupant, now makes his home<br>in the basement, confined.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Brick layer can be heard at times, <br>yelling at the television.<br>Karma's reruns seem to bother, <br>any hopes of redemption.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mathieu+Hotte">Mathieu Hotte</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=547407" data-title="Brick Layer de Mathieu Hotte" data-description="Menacing thoughts invade this good I thought I was cured. Guess I missed the double blink, of deceptions, 'sure' Pessimist gesture from television, I thought I changed the channel. Guess its karma paying a visit, infecting my precious cable. ..."></div> </div> </div>

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