<!DOCTYPE html> <html> <head> <meta charset="UTF-8"> <title>erudite - Archive - MayVaneDay Studios</title> </head> <body> <p align=center> <b>MayVaneDay Studios (Gopher Edition)</b> </p> <p><b>erudite</b></p> <p>published: 2-18-2018</p> <p> </p> <p><a href="https://keithgarrettpoetry.com/2018/02/19/a-wise-man-said-4/">a wise man once told me</a><br /> to always go to bed angry<br /> to let my rage simmer<br /> and concentrate into something more solid</p> <p>a wise man once told me<br /> that this would bring out the monsters dancing under my bed<br /> and let them coo and chatter as they pleased<br /> emancipated from the confines of the mind</p> <p>a wise man once told me<br /> to listen to these creatures<br /> to record every word they said<br /> and use it to light my way</p> <p>but if I lingered too long<br /> I might become what I hate</p> <p>but I have listened too much<br /> and now I see it reflected in everybody else</p> </body> </html>