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Dark clouds as lonely as
my heart
Weeping tears of my
life
so begins again the night
the fright of living life
I want to be the one
I want to leave & run
I want to see the end
I want to taste real things
All my life I wanted to feel
but had a hold upon my heart
Never had a thing to say
to the indifferent Souls
So let me feel let me hear
all the pain of my lost life
Where I belong.
Where I cry.
Where I live inside
a vault
where it’s all my
own fault.
So dark clouds as lonely
as my heart
weeping tears of my own life.
:: 11-06-2017 ::
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Immeasurable,
unlabeled, word-
less by
studded
tears
and
voice,
APHONIC.
Only death by
tenderness
swoops down
as eternity
and her hands,
soft as fire;
as time
the flesh;
a billboard
the soul
neon lights.
:: 11-06-2017 ::
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THE little tree is life
the mouths of first born
man and woman say:
“I don’t care — I(can’t
)won’t so go away go away
–> so i am he has you
are we and we are together:
see how they run from spirit
–>so we die.
Sitting upon a
rock with burning sun in a
smiling walrus face and so
pretty are the Souls ; crying.
Pulled up to a TigerMart
searching cigarettes and
black tongue tar pit lips:
Left my .357 inside my Mind
and asked for Silver label.
Don’t walk upon my Soul bitch
so self-assured: i am one
man who has gone his own way
IF a lifetime is lonely but
without freeze-brain stupid
flesh knees: “yes, yes, yes,
oooooh yes” I wasn’t once
convinced: the vagina must
be slain. Must be bled
once and for all.
:: 11-04-2017 ::
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One __>
SteP
Two-3-four
the sky
SHOUTS!
What…
…love
MORE
for now–|
HEY!
IF you come
around here
just forget
— no more
love forgives
<stop>
giving up!
just forget
— no more
Oh love oh my
(HEY!) how
the fabric sings
— no more
fire with ice
makes water
like tears
and Love,
the Universe
; it’s feelings
and smiles and
heart-broken
love.
:: 10-19-2017 ::
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WE INTERRUPT THIS PROGRAM
WE interrupt this program to bring you…
*…It’s burst into flames! Get this, Charlie; get this, Charlie! It’s fire…
and it’s crashing! It’s crashing terrible! Oh, my! Get out of the way, please!
It’s burning and bursting into flames and the… and it’s falling on the mooring mast.
And all the folks agree that this is terrible; this is the worst of the worst catastrophes
in the world. Oh it’s… [Unintelligible] its flames… Crashing, oh!
Four- or five-hundred feet into the sky and it… it’s a terrific crash, ladies, and gentlemen.
*All we have to Fear is Fear itself
*From Dallas Texas, The Flash apparently
official, President Kennedy died at
1:00 PM central standard time,
2:00 EST, some 38 minutes ago…
*Houston, the Eagle has landed…
We are defined by tragedy. The moment between calm and calamity.
Whether it be personal interactions or as a whole of humanity.
Let us never forget that thread of moment where we all come together!
:: 10-19-2017 ::
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MY council of twelve: is not her mind
like the glint of precious stone?
Unshaped by this era of time oh her soul!
and by your magnificient mercy, for me.
The voice of so many tumulteous nights;
her hands; hair as braided by angels
her constitution is testimony to God’s
greatness.
whether storms
or perfect days cool and kilted
I am perfected constantly by her love
while within all my life and confusion
her arm and hand slips inside it all
and i am deeply delighted by the feeling
of her feathers and soft breasts upon
my heart — a special moment always
in pregnant delight by the Great Sun
within her future’s womb.
:: 10-13-2017 ::
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IF there is one love for all
then love is simply
s t r e t c h ed small
Love; the singular tear drop
fallen upon a mountain large:
which finds a path through
stone and dirt until reaching
center bottom.
LOVE
the single and only
EXTRAORDINARY as twlight’s
first throated burst of
mornings or evenings |
and IF there is one love
for all if for all
then I have met Love
which is why I love all.
:: 10-10-2017 ::
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my emotions are prisoner
to fear of release.
i have seen love explode
: remnants of supernovae
and my one remaining fear:
i shall not have love again.
And then once i too walked
with love but was then
a shadow; then now i walk
along the rolling hills
hearing mocking shadows
knowing how much i took
this seed within my heart
with passion and color
grew; became a flower
that made good upon grace;
that love watered my roots
until the sun withered it
Which took everything
alas but my fear that
i shall not have love
again.
:: 10-10-2017 ::
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deeper Than Death
so i have
broken the vow
of my soul
my Spirit says..
it isn’t so.”
t hen 2 U”
just
DEATH
:: 10-07-2017 ::
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wet leaves upon the heels
of my tender bare feet
tall trees and night breezes
seem to sing, “love you”
my heart’s last beatings
like a far-seen ocean voice
and all the flowers exhaling
sad perfume from dilapidated
buds — maybe next season
Your hands so big around :
the tower of my mind
how sad you make me leave
all my worries behind.
:: 10-07-2017 ::
Leave a comment | tags: #eternity, #killer, #love, #mercy, #poetry, #psychopath, #words | posted in Uncategorized
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