Narrative

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How could I work like you?

How could I work like you?

Writing imaginative perfections
I went into Old School of thoughts
They were ocean
I...

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Eternal Now

Eternal Now

Like a building block in life’s creation
I gesture for the train

it keeps on going – faster...

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A Depressed Mans Perception

A Depressed Mans Perception

I breathe her in,
The bundle of nerves
in my brain stem
crackling
With...

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THE PAIN GOES ON AND ON

The pain I have just goes on and on
I wish it would go away and do one
It started in my head...

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A COWBOY FROM PRESTON

A COWBOY FROM PRESTON

Have you heard of the cowboy from Preston
He wore a checked shirt and a very big stetson
The...

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The same flame.

All you wanted was my attention apparently I'm good at denying what makes me feel uneasy
its better...

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Recovery

Recovery

She wakes from her slumber;
Heart racing, face clammy with sweat.
Is it the dreaded menopause...

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Cigarette Burns

Cigarette Burns

We walked to the far side of the lake and smoked cigarettes.
I asked her what a cigarette burn felt...

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The Colors of a Mothers...

The Colors of a Mothers Perspective

My mind is a whirlwind of noise and color
That I for the life of me
Cannot seem to...

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Sinister Side Of Social...

Sinister Side Of Social Media Platforms

Though discriminatory asper discerning
legitimate information TIME
Magazine considered...

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Third-Eye

Third-Eye

Inter-netted
Squirrel-headed
Breaking news
Headline
Short Circuit
Bread...

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Some day

Some day I hope to get lost in the stars
and find myself in the sea
Some day I hope to be...

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Time to Take

Time to Take

Time to Take

Man, as a species not sex
Holds a great power to solve the complex

...

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I needed it more

I wanted to make a living, but the thing was i never knew how. Money was always on my mind, i thought it...

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My Art / My Life

My Art / My Life

My art does not imitate life
My art is life and my life is no imitation

An expression of...

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Speak Up

Speak Up

Why can’t I talk? I think of what I’m saying in my head, but yet no words seem to come out.
I can’t...

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Grandma Joan

Grandma Joan

Grandma Joan,

I know you're up there
You can stop hiding
This is a message to you in...