Sonnet

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Oh so deadly

(Scarlet dreams, my love; and such tulip rain.) The sun is
Africa, my love: the moon is Europe. And...

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MY CANOPY BED

Let my personal bed be decorative
And make it a lovely four-poster bed
With all the post...

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the monstrae

I could see the demon in her eyes.

It was full of hurt, pain,and lies,

oh how she cried...

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Victims Of The Flesh

Victims Of The Flesh

Succumb to the beauty,
These dogs on the prowl,
Curses cast unto truly,
Their learned...

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She Came

It's a plane, up above the sky so far

It's cupid shooting me with his arrows

In my mind was...

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Home

In each startling breath my mind’s eye wanders,

Halfcocked eyes filled from sand-filled sleep,...

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sugar spice

sugar is sweet,

neat to keep and peace to treat the heart of a mam,

the part of a hole...

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legendary

maybe her legend was to sit on her throng.

maybe she wants to be alone.

maybe her legend...

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The New Educated

When did book knowledge become common sense
And who transferred wisdom into he said
Can...

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The Enemy Of My Enemy Is My...

Death by far is my greatest enemy

Its greasy hands the grave my undoing

Mocking my hope,...

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Mexican Food

A gathering of familiar faces,
Bunch of shouted long time no see,
Love and hugs touching...

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Gold vs Steel

Gold vs Steel

A comfortable crucible sits around gold

A metal welded with care

Steel fits a burning,...

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Faucets & Eyes: Eyes ...

Eyes made of faucets; and faucets made of eyes; and such
To feel—a naked mask; and such to live a...

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Vibes & Wheels; and...

Glow, my love; infuse justice; for life—so beige; and hurt—
so gentle. I love you, neutral; and...

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Subterranean

Her spirit does something. It’s fair and in between. I study
And twist a lock; and she shines...

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"Why you recite my...

The Lord said to the wicked,
Why you read my instructions,
When you refuse to be control by...

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SOILDIER OF FORTUNE

SOILDIER OF FORTUNE

Book down both my idleness and memories

Come the 52nd summer, through...