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My cat ate your dog’s bone and i hate how you do that
with your hair _
Today i found an angel inside my Sunday morning
bagel and my dog found god
i like puzzles
like my insides
i adore me but hate it and eat acrylic chocolate
and smear it in my hair
So, worry? No worries.
If tomorrow is today then yesterday is now
i am excited because my life’s contusion
is my brain / unscathed is my heart \ so happy
because today my cat ate your dog’s bone and how
every morning you do that : every candle tip o’flame
is a universe of perversion__
yea.
:: 11.20.2022 ::
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Oh let the tears fall
down my face and
hearts fill my dreams
i am a soul strong
from a gentle race
seldom heard and never
seen
a gift given me is to see
eternity and understand
eternally
is by no choice
but fate
Words spoken by angels
i cannot translate
but feel the burning grace
so i bid thee farewell
i now return to Shangri-La.
:: 11.15.2022 ::
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AND ponder the dried once-tender
stems of bountiful beauty
of spreading once-color by
nature’s own heart
clinging to a dream
now faded into the soil
Breasts heave and
men shudder by utter
extant fear//life
with the margin of
once-unstained white
A few deleted unspoken
thoughts;dripping
parts of broken dolls
sadly laying to sleep
Spanked and put to keep
by shelves of dust
scolded hearts interrupt
: punished prisoners.
:: 06-13-2015 ::
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Why do we struggle for words
when feelings are clearly present
An incongruity between language
and thought. To recover I say
allow the moment to express itself
in manifested emotion;
A laugh, tears, smile or kiss.
Some things are best left simple.
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you sleep and your brain does
nothing at all ~
kissing beautiful thoughts
love never falls ~
But forgetting one’s position
in Life /can cause\ pain
ask the Men who walked the Moon
but never forget logic
and the proportion of beauty
Is stellar cosmic explosions
never seen
or heard
but always Loved.
:: 11.14.2022 ::
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Down went the bare-assed Sun.
UP came the silver cock Moon
devouring light and eating
the twilight desert of that
insatiable monster that is
between her thighs.
❤
:: 10.13.2021 ::
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Blood has a thirst by life;
the heart by love’s promise;
time by burning dreams;
World by passing fashions;
Souls by the lessons learned
and nature no human morals.
:: 11-20-2014 ::
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LIFE trips knees bruise hearts break
like Love and gentle flowers
what is enough?
to take pain?
But even so i think
like you we learn
and we really learned
a lot how life loves
to burn a lot.
Oh how life isn’t true
and love alive is ~~ so strong,
enough to take all that time___.
away back again right now.
won’t complain.
:: 11.12.2022 ::
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my hands smell like heat burning inside
my mind & i possess something that’ll set
a’fire a shadow of Life
but first allow me to say how i feel inside.
Now, that this one:
for Lies is buried;
this one for Pain
and now this one for Pride.
before sunset i buried them all
deep within the soil where i wept
this ode of freedom.
How this ancient dust falls to ground
and the hairs upon our arms stand up
all while i crumble inward
deep inside__of__me. My redemption song
, the cost of all happiness.
While the little virgins
are giggling amongst themselves
a waterfall drowns their glee
and within a whirlwind His Presence
came around \well, if this is Death
then life was Hell for me. To start again
a trillion light years away i would just
hug myself. And this ode of freedom is
all i ever hand.
:: 11.10.2022 ::
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Look into my heart and what do you see?
floating down unconcerned dreams
the haters caught me / those gaudy
Whiteskins taking us for targets
we nailed them to colored stakes.
and i carried nothing for my crew.
No Flemish wheat or English cottons.
You gave the forger and gave it in
God’s Name — oh, no, so, yeah,
you got the spirit of personality!
Where you from?
“didn’t say.”
They think you put a spell upon me
and my mind’s gone.
OH baby – it’s a beautiful day.
Again. This thing, like a, yeah,
Spirit of Personality.
:: 11.08.2022 ::
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