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living is a song of confusion
for the paradise sound
if you take myself then know
you take my kiss in no wrong
my days have been a dream
flown away by night and day
Upon my brow imparting from
you know : i was not a daze
but my life a dream as my
hope flew away as a wish
holding a tender kind hand
All we see all we feel
is by Spirit against a roar
and holding within my hand
the precious few who touched
my heart, oh my life while
i weep! Is all that we see
or seem but a dream within
a dream?
:: 01.10.2023 ::
the last 3 sentences are
of Mr. E. A. Poe
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Between night and dawn
the moon sings for tired flowers
from a last breath
death rattles as though
life is beaten
Spoken words to the dying
burst forth as first joys
relating similar circumstances
are the words clutched by the
dying night ~ bleeding into a
crimson horizon of sunlight
between night and dawn is
death and resurrection.
:: 01.10.2023 ::
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monster MOUTH eat my Heart
dig it and exterminate me
find me sell me
for your love is it trash
monster Mouth eat my heart
i smell angels jizz on me
and witches lick me
did i say “rock” dying as
you birth the Souls behind
my back and monster MOUTH
comes to me -> do it baby
(you’re acting as an
animal) DRAG drops 21
and devil upon my back
I CAN NEVER DIE |
:: 0`1.08.2023 ::
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FLEW inside my Soul upon a dusty plain. i did not know how thirsty
life could be until this moment. My thoughts toward the skies
requesting rain. | Blue azure above and brown abstract emotions
showing distant love and death. i count the ways i feel waves
moving me always /i still recall the taste of your touch \ and recall
the voice that’s ringing within my Ears : saliors wishing they find
shore than the hull of death.
Releasing fear makes it all go away
i make it all go away and wish nothing
That giant makes you slowly take apart
all what you are and leaving color
— and my heart makes this all go away
but know it makes me scared to want something
–something i could never have.
:: 01.08.2023 ::
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ATE the World inside a bite stood and stained
again and raged for dawn (like kids without food)
of Light sometimes it’s like
god is dog and woof and woof
We could have more
but He was the One and now
singing is like shooting guns
you know what it means
In our pretty Life He just sees
and we know what it means
yeah | Hey father –> excuse
me : dad. Tipsy Tova swivel
neck finding philosophy to find
what it means /he’s the one who
likes to sing and shot his mouth
\ i have the gun yeah. / i was
so self-assured the dirt would
create me you know how low hello
sad i know It’s all incredible
nibblets of mascara limo nights
And how i saw i was speeding by
into the ‘you tell me’ so tell me
hello tell me oh no say:
often stupide
more contagious
below buffalo
yeah ~ kiss me.
:: 01.08.2023 ::
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AND can you see
that which you
do not believe?
can you see the
beauty of mystery?
Any of these you
can choose.
Drifting within
closed eyes i drifted
into the womb of One
I’d become. I hope
i show you. How important
love is for all of us.
:: 01.05.2023 ::
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ORN within an orchestra called, “No Inn”
i cried for so long in Sin
locked all within a trap
called it, ‘my own.’
All within a haunted lonely Hotel.
And all the people [with eyes] so blind
so destroy all the negatives
accentuate the positives
[get a hold of them]
And the hired skins sniffing all that monkey blood
so we’ll stop that feeding within a zombieLAND yes
stop that feeding of wishing just like machines but never
taking what they say, ‘Machines gonna take your land. Machine
loves the first Monkey Boy– you killed within the Land o’
Blivion; settling like a ball.I felt the delirium room within
my friend ~~ and I’m gonna kill u says the mystery shadow
in every room. AND darkness laughed while
Christ weeps. Starless starless
night of status quo …
:: 06-26-2016 ::
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Silent temple-fEET tread
as though you tread upon
family.
And what! What …
of our moon? Distance between
green and ash white a mere wink & touch!
Which i spoke such at night;
/\
calls me. The time is
too near! Here again, a raging
energy hating war ~ so they sing
and seriously sing not knowing
what it means to humans without
a Soul or that called a Heart.
So sing tonight like a singer
who sings sounds oh sings sounds
of nature that care not how petty
our misadventure — they don’t
know what it means ~~~~ hmm__yeah.
:: 06-22-2016 ::
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THAT I have tried and succeeded is only in great measure
that you have been there with all my fears and displeasure.
Holding my cramped heart and swollen hands is how you have
saved both my mind and spirit – the soul; still intact down
by emptying rivers that lead to unexpected consequences.
And to weep while watching the death of a perfect day and to
realize that birth was only half that day ago is sobering:
we watch each other’s eyes while laying on our sides and
breathing in cadence i tell you that i am a fortunate peasant
and you the Queen who has welcomed my Ghost.
:: ~ ::
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Like a three-legged cat
found myself in a garbage can
rummaging through my mind
discarded cans a popsicle stick
hmm maybe a fourth-leg to fit
i don’t cry any longer
since i heard the life of a
great lyricist died a while ago
so now i live within the walls
of a calloused heart with a moat
of life’s jokes as shark’s teeth
i’m such a slut for life and now
i’m so high i don’t feel sad anymore
all these tears calcified within
the womb of a miscarriage:oh god
the afterbirth sings to me: “never
ask anyone to love you”
:: 09-01-2015 ::
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