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Evil Disappears

Evil Disappears

Evil loves you
he waits in the night
don’t be afraid
just close your eyes
evil...

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Tartarus

The Gates of Hell opens one more
For the black tar to engulf the remainig pieces of the Broken Sun...

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Personal vicissitudes...

Personal vicissitudes pronounced irrepressible self loathing

Ever since mine late boyhood
when unstoppable coded
cellular processes did segue
I...

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Christmas Crook

Christmas Crook

Last Christmas Eve, I met a man who was homeless, he was all alone.
I made a serious mistake when I...

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Lost

Lost

She is a needle
My mental-flaws the haystack
She felt overwhelmed

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IN THE SPIRIT OF CHRISTMAS

IN THE SPIRIT OF CHRISTMAS

EGGNOG, WRAPPING PAPER AND BOWS, TINSEL, CHRISTMAS MUSIC,
SHOPPING, GREETING PEOPLE, CHRISTMAS CARDS...

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RUNAWAY THOUGHT

Just a little humor runaway thought, so hurry up and catch it,
before it leaves forever runaway...

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Every Time

Every Time

Every time
she leaves a bottle of wine behind
I know I’ll see her again
Every day...

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CHANGE OF SEASONS

CHANGE OF SEASONS

TODAY IS WARMER THAN IT HAS BEEN, IT WAS DIPPING INTO THE 20'S.
NOW IT'S GOING TO REACH THE 50'S, I...

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Meeting Of Poets

Meeting Of Poets

Good old Wordsworth wandered lonely as a cloud,
as he breezed thro' daffodils in a golden shroud,...

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Goal

to unanswered questions and unconquered fears, my insecurities no longer your peers but rather unknown...

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I Simply Ask?...

Painful Remorse

If fate had it be,
would you let it be so?
My mind says no
but my hearts ignores....

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Bane of dyschezia

Bane of dyschezia

Constipation spoilt rare visit
with eldest daughter
(yesterday - November twenty sixth...

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Unseen

Unseen

Unseen.
Bullets of
meaning.
Packets
of
lethality.
Weaponry....

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Different worlds

Life is messed up,
In 8th grade your cried over a lost phone,
In 8th grade I was grieving...

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Became, became, became

Became, became, became

guilt instilled from insecure pieces
all laying with no value, priceless
with no recollection...

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Spectrum Travel

Spectrum Travel

True color weaves in and out of blackout nights and gray days.
Well lit and alive fades with...