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 Toss this whole world aside Renew the blueprints to a more exacting standard and start all over again Master carpenters and silversmiths cr... [read more] |
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The events Our words capture Are the poetry We write of The pen and paper Afterthought The essence of the poem Remains in the moments themse... [read more] |
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In bars, lets not forget those unfortunate Potted ferns that have sucked up more tequila Than Jose Cuervo, Che Guevera... [read more] |
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Now is the time Of the bulletproof soapbubble That fragile strength that extends Blinding hot hands to cradle me In glass and dust Now is... [read more] |
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All that is real we are pushing uphill We invent vaccines and political machines And even our wars are for the greater good And even our str... [read more] |
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Hold out your hands to skies At this late hour feel the sullen strength The magic of this clear space spiraling Upward looking down to your... [read more] |
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Set the environment terrific Moon the baboons Sweat it out of the trees The windy arcade of the mind Flops like a gasping fish "Halt the ext... [read more] |
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Tell me all about sepia toned days The afternoons drenched with nostalgia With dark oak corridors and occupation Searchlights and bombsquads... [read more] |
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Oh, flowing floating lady with red Hair that shade of autumn daybreak's bed Find your undermountain loftycat scream And waketouch a cityheal... [read more] |
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Whichever way this rattled snake turns He cannot evade canyon walls Crowding him Crowding him with eternities of horizontal Fashion crowding... [read more] |
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Palest moon Life crawling just under the water Fills the night with reflection and screams Romancing the stands of trees Shouting natures ca... [read more] |
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Balance those strange minds with Levitating eyes and scent of soft sighs Fasting smiling circus of tasks unfulfilled By the millenially incl... [read more] |
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All our art's Found between spasms Take our fluid Paint orgasm's Sweet sweet smile Of the coming clouds Sweet sweet smiling Churning crow... [read more] |
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Sometimes it's only the rain that rattles the windows and shuts out the pre-storm silence...... [read more] |
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When I woke up all those ages ago I was hungry For your smile For your skin and heart your soul and love Fill my memories From long slumber... [read more] |