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Grime-revised

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grime, and keyed latch finger on pulse nock arrow and let fly 1 million ways to communicate three ways and one day to die they can’t talk to the real summer and the dregs appalled at the pall hanging over sulky inner streets a shimmer has found niche cloister like a group of bangers over an 8th of Himalayan mad flash mob dance garbled foot speech rings out in Korean screeching magpie roosts rook rickshaw glam band hangover money expanding, witness stand over man or woman he hid the kids in the backyard a shelter from outside bigger monsters live … Continue reading Grime-revised

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ruminator

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kismet, sunset graphene neoprene soak all the uglies in gasoline check all the content before discarding you might miss something ruin ruminator spelunking for drugs just under the border wall up the skeletons walls don’t have doors closets do, you know closest I’ve been to the green elevate, contaminate gluey residue diatribe funerals and baseball apple pie, right eye keep on running boys 2 paths diverged in old wood one was fire, the other flood so we built a tent city at the fork crying for asylum and clemency we refused ourselves cannot smell our dope it’s all vape pens … Continue reading ruminator

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Congenial Continuity

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conceit informs conciliatory bath salts coating gingerbread playhouse all those things vital ruminate upon plastic jawbones collect your teeth, esoteric subliminal cosign, be at ease your blood spotting in sink in sync to tinny parables stars are prized, size up one-hundred million year old light vestigial, paranormal incompetence we participate in essence on backs of olden prophet, finding purity rage coagulates prominence constant reforms, Constance tactile resonance, prescient encumbered by insolence, feed me fertility in detritus, all you see everything free, for a price. Ever-long eventide, high tides enter the fray uncertain yesterday after tomorrow stay until sunset, I raised … Continue reading Congenial Continuity

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OPTSotS-Starcrawler

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This band is making rock n roll fun again August 1, 2019 Bet My Brains by Starcrawler It’s so dark, can you see me? Under  the neighborhood Everybody’s  sleeping Because the dirt feels good Fingers getting thirsty Stars  that drove him mad Everybody’s  dreaming Everybody Bet  my brains I’ve gone insane Bet my brains I’ve gone insane Shut me up and throw me away Sacred blood running through my veins Do  you like your hands dirty? Are you ‘fraid of the dark? You’re like the broken toy That nobody wants [?] don’t look down Nobody wants to come down You … Continue reading OPTSotS-Starcrawler

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Check, mate

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we have the numbers at night. darker than dark, i think. little monsters on the brink of a hellion cataclysm. someone will get hurt and we will leave them broken in the dirt. it happens and it’s hard but our way is the one that sharpens sticks, no? we were there when Babylon fell, hands held the knives’ in Caesar’s back. Started the 100 Years’ war with set of tinder and a little heresy. Threw the first gas grenade in the Rhine. we killed Kennedy and Marilyn. The lean side of mean. demons of men, we are the ones who … Continue reading Check, mate

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Wisdom Tainted

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Thus it holds true; a steady course nautilus man-made percussion of actions manipulate dense framework as starving bird stares through the window educational tour of laughing matter Would like to return home wherever it may be, the road is long and hard so whisper to me feel this sorrow I wish I knew how to grieve without a need to borrow we decay anyway soulful approaches whimper in fear to drums what is loved most? what is hated least? sensing a sensational sensation, I ask am I making any sense? We watch children prey with handgun heartbeats even the devil … Continue reading Wisdom Tainted

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one more time

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i am corrosive fabulous Satirically rich endemic of impudence praying in ditch to she who found outbound signal forward fallen back into times when we were alive fostered by notions of the young i miss that look in your eye i know it will not spark anew pontificate but do not preach we’ve all driven down this road vertigo sky bursting open in palm of my hand as i face the same as ever was but i am not who i used to be and so everything has dimmed a little i can see rust and the dust wear, and … Continue reading one more time

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low

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vertical, this vertigo pulling at lips dusky corners, beseeching. hand-me-down run-around doe eyes, darkness. timber, pine cinders wind the clock upon mantle counting time since before war or two for me, you. This diffidence is feral, infantile. Claim the field reddening grasses tattered flags, satin. linen you lie in hyperbole distance color of indigo weeping softly, so soft, as to capture whisper fine mesh chinois filter sound to only meaning. sagging braggadocio quiet politicos sign double entendre. Where now will your breath go? keep it slow. ever, ever so very low.   image courtesy of Pinterest         Continue reading low

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Missile Silo Silence

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air in here, stale a pale fear, clearly of past expression uncertainty my last remaining companion. a fervent calculus upon canvas by proxy, this attention consummates our callous trappings we earn what we learn in scars, a Celtic matrimony to deadly nature exhibition three-fold terror of lesser beginnings have we all become our want insular affirmations contain our containment we, walking in dread burlesque pageantry sup upon marrow, corrosion clenching red flags in armored fist torn by southerly winds I still crave your notice when on all fours hungered by self-hatred unfulfilled aghast and broken by retreat missile silo silence, … Continue reading Missile Silo Silence