Oct 08 2008

Limitation

Hypnotized, mesmerized, illegalized Bound by government and god-payrents No more guns for you little girl I never wanted them in the first place Mr.! Weathering the storm that will ensue She’s inspired by something (but it’s not really her) It flows and it’s mine, she proclaims. “I’m a listless flower waiting for the last stages of bloom” she explains. The cherry poppin’ prick of a [...]

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Sep 11 2008

Silver Horse the Ride of Love

    A- bomb absent to God present star’s floating light. Back-cross wears nothing naked to silence. Cemeteries count the dead. Ready for civilization. Clamshells for bullets. Masks made from cedar dome. Draft- horse mermaids polishing shoes, silver in their eyes. Velcro imagination. Exposed butterflies. Rainbows echo. Countless earth bares free life. Frantic life. Bloom referring to beauty. Judging colors. Reformation from birth. Recollect intermission. Follow inner dreams. Ravish shade. Straddle the night’s stone. Blind motionless sun. Glazier angels glued. Glossily disfigured shadows. Red-leaf [...]

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Jun 04 2008

Young Lochinvar (A parody of the classic)

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O young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Country this guy they detest, And save armpit noises he talent had none, He thought they were funny and thought they were fun, He thought that his ‘talent’ would make him a star, But no one did care for the young Lochinvar. He left California and charged straight [...]

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May 29 2008

Uncertainty…

passions, love This night, these melodies, these festivities, My angel!, will vanish into thin air.. The dreams we fondle today, will yield to harsh realities. The mirth we hold on our lips, will fade to whimpers. It is perfect while it lasts, ecstatic, sweet, and passionate. Every moment a celebration! Every night an odyssey, through the shores of Lascivious pleasures and passions. Every morning, [...]

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May 21 2008

Vanishing dreams…

My lost dreams! you have set A throne for me full of woes My lost paradise! You have weaved a A crown of thorns for my pate. Spring and summer is gone I see the dead dried leaves in the earth Winter is cruel, though it leaves Some moisture on the leaves.. The heart is in agony For the deceit of my love My life [...]

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