Shakespeare & Me & Hootie (Week 20)

Troilus and Cressida

Willy `•.

“Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back…
Wherein he puts alms for oblivion…”

Hootie ♭ ♮ ♯

“Time… why you punish me?”

Me `’.,°~

Tears run deep…
in dueling smile lines…

James 4:14 – “For what is your life?
It is even a vapor… that appeareth for a little time… and then vanisheth away.”

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Shakespeare & Me & Aretha (Week 19)

Sonnet 29

Willy `•.

“For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings.”

Aretha ¡¡♪

“The moment I wake up
Before I put on my makeup
I say a little prayer for you.”

Me `’.,°~

Morning comes—

mute with love—

my heart
keens—

you.

Song of Solomon 6:3 (KJV)

“I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine.”

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Shakespeare & Me & Slipknot (Week 18)

All’s Well That Ends Well…

Willy `•.

“My love hath sworn to me he is made of truth;
I do believe him, though I know he lies.”

Slipknot /¡\

“It took the death of hope to let you go.”

Me `’.,°~

Please—
be quiet…

while I unmake
this compass.

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Shakespeare & Me & System of a Down (Week 17)

— Hamlet

Willy 🎭

“What a piece of work is a man! How noble in reason…
and yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust?”

SOAD⚡

When you lose small mind, you free your life.

Me 🖤

unthink →
look up ↑ →
float .

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Shakespeare & Me & Gin Blossoms (Week 16)

Sonnet 30

Willy `•.

“When to the sessions of sweet silent thought…
I summon up remembrance of things past,
I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought…”

Gin Blossoms >¡<

“My fear pretend… that I’ll never be in love again… It’s real to me.. but not like these fools… and not like this scene”

Me ’.,°~

i don’t break loud—
quiet knees down—
soundproof tears—
’til i meet ground.

until i fall away

Job 16:20 (KJV)

“My friends scorn me…
but mine eye poureth out tears unto God…”

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Shakespeare & Me & Florida Georgia Line (Week 14)

A Midsummer Night’s Dream…

Willy `•.

“Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,
And therefore is wing’d Cupid painted blind.”

FGL ¡¡`’.-

“my love is…
never gonna run dry, never gonna come up empty… now until the day I die,
unconditionally…
You know I’m always gonna be here for ya
No one’s ever gonna love you more than
God, your mama, and me…”

Me `’.,°~

Paint my heart to stay-
the pyro kind…
burning red and flame…

Song of Solomon 8:6–7

“Set me as a seal upon your heart…
for love is strong as death…
Many waters cannot quench love…
neither can floods drown it…”

Ecclesiastes 4:12

“A cord of three strands is not quickly broken…”

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Shakespeare & Me & Neil Young (Week 13)

Twelfth Night…

Willy `•.

“In delay there lies no plenty…
Then come kiss me… sweet and twenty…”

Neil “;-^

“You can’t be twenty on Sugar Mountain…
Though you’re thinking that you’re leaving there too soon…”

Me `’.,°~

Over my damp shoulder…
a lying doorway… to rooms that no longer exist…

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The End…

Spend it…
You can’t keep it…
You can’t return to it…

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Shakespeare & Me & Damn Yankees (Week 12)

Sonnet 29…

Damn Yankees .¡.’-’,

“Can you take me high enough…
—to fly me over…
—fly me over yesterday…”

Willy `•.

“Haply I think on thee’ and then my state—
like to the lark at break of day arising
from sullen earth…
—sings hymns at heaven’s gate…”

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Me `’.,°~                              🪂

Heaven… hear me…         🪂
—lift me…
—not away from it…         🪂
—but above its weight…           🪂
—so love can fly…                                 🪂

HIGH ENOUGH…

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Shakespeare & Me & HSAS (Week 11)

Sonnet 97…

HSAS `i-/°

Girl, I’m not trying to hide…
I’ve been missing you — every day…

Willy`•.

How like a winter hath my absence been
From thee — the pleasure of the fleeting year!

Me `’.,°~

Without you… heaven’s like winter…
You’re not here… neither am I…

¹4³…~\_~—/—…—\_~’….( )—/—…..( )—o—’….—~—\__/—….—~—’ ….° ¡-~-¡• __Pyro <³’s x²

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