Abandoned

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Why do today what you can...

Why do today what you can put off till tomorrow?

The following extrapolated
thought thread exercised,
NOT utilized to intimate
how Fats...

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Pick up my phone

pick up my phone....
Hello,,,, pick up my phone,,

My first fruit pick up my phone,...

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Mr McDonald

Maccies

Mr McDonald

Where did he go, Mr McDonald,
did he get on a plane to China or Holland,
The red curly hair...

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Respirator Blues

You need to see to believe
Have you seen the life I used to lead ?
Untold tears that stain...

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Solace

Solace

Solace
Slumbering sorrow of sadness
Ghost of past days
Haunt as emptiness lays
...

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Neigh say being corralled ...

Neigh say being corralled & cult shod

"Sic semper evello mortem tyrannis"
translation = thus always I
bring death to tyrants.”...

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Grim reaper forever...

Grim reaper forever guaranteed eternal plentiful harvest

the following written
for no particular rhyme nor reason
quite aware the exit (stage door...

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Hunger wrought a haunting...

Hunger wrought a haunting spectre

Deprivation of adequate nourishment
particularly during critical years of puberty
one factor...

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The abandoned house

Alone

The abandoned house

Alone and abandoned the house stood bare,
Cracked walls and floorboards

Lots of love it...

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Twenty first century...

Twenty first century civilization gone?... I askew.

Ah... what luxury to wax poetic
as freedom to trumpet thoughts,
ideas, emotions, et cetera...

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How exciting; first...

How exciting; first appreciable (healthy) snowfall 2024...

within hinterlands of
Perkiomen Valley Pennsylvania
occurred January 6th promptly at noon....

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Can You Really? Because I...

Just something a lot of people can probably relate to.

Can you really say that you’re happy with the way things are going?
Because I can’t.
Can you...

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Goodbye and good riddance 2023

Goodbye and good riddance 2023

Commencement writing this poem
began December 31st: 2:24 PM
ended December 31st: 03:53 PM....

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Hidden Tide

Hidden Tide

Making to market - critical target
Moving the goal posts - punching the hardest.

Walls....

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The final frontier – post...

The final frontier – post consciousness

as imagined by cogent, fervent, intelligent,
lucent, occident, reticent, and uneminent
...

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While attempting going to...

December 27th, 2023,
the missus pounded mine posterior
(she played paddywhack
on me...

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Facebook messenger friend...

Facebook messenger friend requests maybe giant bots in disguise

Synthesizing aesthetically comely humans
to market, prostitute and capitalize
fore skin...