Thy remnants lie in dust and ashes Where life undone, is framed in ruin. Scrape the bones, bereft of peace. Recall to past that lies…
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Away down to the fool museum acts of the awful sleeper fill the head of the asylum attendant toss and turn symphony of contempt truly…
4 CommentsMy salt is in the blue sky with a sworn red oath sent aloft My shoulders sag heavy my smile squirms in mimic My blood…
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Whatever were those walls, pillars of light, they seemed less things, less objects, than slowly shifting looks of delight, modes of some divine music, they…
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Settled for this setting but wanted more all I got was war war war The “righteous” stoning breaking every bone all their poison sown and…
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Empty eyes, Cannot cry, Cannot see, Their people die, Empty ears, Cannot hear, The gunshots, or The screams of fear, Empty lips, Cannot yell, Cannot…
Leave a Comment“Córdoba, lejana y sola” – F.G.Lorca The eyes of the women from Córdoba are olive green and steps are shadows, but you…
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A putrid waste oozes from the creases of my paper cage. The dripping slows and ceases, I smile. Until the filth is served…
Leave a CommentLeft… Right… Left, right, left… We march to beating drums We cheer when it bangs Bang Bang.. Thats US, all for democracy We must protect…
Leave a CommentWake wide world Earth is outside World wide web As we stay blind and bind Together we are, our hands tied We must wash our…
Leave a CommentWe see things so differently Cant help but question the direction We have this union But no common objective Consume and accumulate Follow your last…
Leave a CommentProud is a man that knows none Wake is a soul, no caps in my name Grave is the day, no hole where i lay…
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I am born of your marrow and bile. Like the smile when you lied on trial. Her blood dried up in my blue veins. Corroded…
1 CommentWhite collar in, speak to the billions. Unity and community, loving Mary. Most ever compassionate, most ever loving and wonderful. Yet, I’m not holy enough,…
Leave a CommentThank you for all the emails, that don’t even ask how I am. Thanks for the once a year phone call, where you pretend to…
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You left a piece of yourself in my front door step. Where a loquat tree grows, where my tears fell And you see, Rain…
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The golden days of gasoline, you know they would never last. Once a key to a brighter future, soon becomes misplaced in the past.…
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their tears tear there here and where else could be, truly cruelly, cheek to sea follow me to the medicine place hastily, chasing me…
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Oh shes a rose who doesnt know it. She wouldnt want to be it. Wants to be unique; So I dont think…
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Walking over the edge Feels like I’m floating in the air The pain I feel is painful. When all is said and done. …
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