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As usual
I was out the backyard excersing, I punched and kicked, the boring nobodies non-stop commentary on my sexuality The creature who lives in the backyard crept inside, turning mum against me, all while gaslighting So now mums got a problem with me, once again, tho I protest innocence, all I was doing was excersing I’ll…
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This mornings news
For example, being surrounded and set upon by oafish brutes In their midst, made means, faith-based capitals’ ascension I see as machine (who knows, good or bad thing?) Waking like car engines, their own path every morning A good thing to me, for my light, thru betrayal, g, revolves, Sun bound to your rose-heart, so…
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On reading space time is not a substance by Norton
If love were our spirits in love If emotions be planted among Spiritual emptiness Space-time bent another Dimension: here; to our love Neither you nor I counted But in relation to each other Where emptiness binds together Just to exist for the other In that universe of emotion You and I reside Filled in either…
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Morning in berwick
I was on my own, guitar picked it’s way, accompanied my song, From where did it come from or into flow your honey voice in its empty poem, raelene kalveee caught in hope, driving away Daydreaming out my dreamscape, domme morrigan, you in your car, Entering into the landscape, Angel, laughing kookaburra, or fumes petrol…
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Mosaic
On journey to the Empress of Tara, the World intervened: jolts, shocks, sorrow, strung up and flogged again, Hung on a hill Bearing a gift to her stateliness, throw my cards down at her feet, her eyes vague as Moon-beams, one cannot touch, lined with silver warmth Emrys the Magician, they say I am (well…
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Casual sex
Time – to contemplate the eternal Mind (Mine Heaven and hell Inside) I’ve arrived at mine, inside time, grown impenetrable dreaming, dragon enclosed in a vine (entered a thought into eternal dream: whose she? what sport to see her enter mine, Brahman see in her, another, not he?) How possible, outside the eternal deck of…
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(trending word is “obsession”)
Why’s my love poetry distorted in it’s love? I thwarted? cause I dare laugh at all of it? I’ve never hurt anyone, intentionally, even drunk, perhaps reacted in rage affronted Jealous bitches search my heart, find digging trouble where there’s none, their own obsession Say, if I gave you a gold ring, ’twere superficial my love, they…
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“The odd game the boardgame”
MacLeod To what purpose was I led? To knowledges checkered edge To sit in clouds in sky body, but love unfound you’re empty As if she shaped Beauty, the idea of the missing half was born Whole again: the woman you love inside you; Perfection What is the purpose of – all this knowledge of…
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How do I surrender
To surrender to you, all i want to, ruled by the moon, to come into bloom, under you, and yet – why can I not surrender, yet? Oh, raelene, you compromised, out in the dark with them, but you never come in, just stay away with them, how surrender then? Give up, give up, they…
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Meaning of life
I couldn’t give a damn: perhaps, perhaps God died; from Nietzsche’s death sprang new life; say the subject died, How’d Demeter, reach inside, give birth to the seasons, From which sprang forth our lives; you and I? Apparently, I’m mad you’re bad: it’s called love, We’re not together yet; it’s called death – I’m perplexed…