Poem -

the bird-swine

    the bird-swine.
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    The Birds screamed 
    like
    Swine Slaughtered 
    In
    A Madman's Dream;

    and
    My head cracks with 
    them
    here..

    busting 
    at the seams!
    

    (corroded by 
    Life's
    Hellish Atmosphere.)
    
    +

    Then Summer Eye's sang
    winter songs,..

    but what kind of Smile
    is Hers??

    at times I feel it
    won't be long!

    (before i flee the 
    fucking multiverse.)

    +

    THe Birds are
    merry little shits.

    (just ask the one's
    who speak.)

    They often cause
    me to have fits!

    (till shadows pour
    out
    of their beaks.)

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    but
    I shall not lend
    my soul to this;

    this
    condemnation from
    the sky.

    for 
    the
    awareness of Heaven
    brings little Bliss!!

    (when puppet heads go
    rolling by.)

    

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Tony Taylor

A simply stunning look at the power of words and their ability to create imagery and Influence the minds and thoughts of men.... the tone and overall aspect of this piece seems a surrealistic glimpse into the author's truth with beautifully painted strokes such as ~

                                 ~ "Then Summer eyes sang winter songs.."

Wow!   'tis within the simplicity here that sets my mind ablaze and grateful to have found your page dear poet brother!!.......I find myself looking at a Salvador Dali painting here ~ delivered in Hennessy terms (sorry about the spelling)Tons-O-Stars JEREMY!!......BEAUTIFULLY delivered poetry such as this is a gift to be admired by us ALL!!....... Bravo!!......I am your cyber-friend and ever admirer!!........tony. : )

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