Awareness

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NOTHING

NOTHING

Softest fathoms lingering in,

Green pear, Avocado skies, sinking in the lemon dew,

expiring...

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Sleepy Eyes

While the rest of the world sleeps

I am up and on a journey to where..

As the birds sleep,...

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Brisk Friday Morning

A brisk Friday morning

A bird in the sky looking for the warmness of the sun

Weary faces on...

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THIS IS PULSE

THIS IS PULSE

Ennui bifurcating semblance professing enunciation's platitudes,

in an erudition of scope,...

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MONUMENT OF THOUGHT

MONUMENT OF THOUGHT

Blinktank titular insularity mongrel,

type two diabetes,

over 9,000 in debt,

half-...

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A Journey Into Solitude

A Journey Into Solitude

I have loved you so long that I have neglected to notice

the night crimson into morn and turnover...

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Visions of the Future

Visions of the Future

I used to wake up for work every day at 2 am,

And bust ass until 2:30 pm.

All my effort...

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The Climb

The Climb

The hardest secrets to find

are the ones hidden from ourselves.

Deep inside our mind....

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Brainwashed?

Brainwashed?

Let's say poverty is violence.

What should we call,

populations in silence?

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DEAL

DEAL

Anxious still afraid,

newtonian physics

seeping in rhyme,

cadence of equal forces...

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GLEANING PANOPTICONS

GLEANING PANOPTICONS

Curfew malet,

remonstration magnate,

doppelganger massage.

Coin toss clergy,...

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REVOKING ENTROPY

REVOKING ENTROPY

Burrito

pomplemousse auberginian sky,

Luxembourg canopy,

requiem admixture,...

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walking the same way

walking the same way

I have been good I have been bad
I have been happy I have been sad
I have been a saint I have...

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Feel the Magic

Feel the Magic

The thought of
our warm bare bodies becoming one
In unison
To feel our bodies collide...

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I’m Not in Love With You

I’m Not in Love With You

I’m not in love with you

Yet I miss you and long to see your face

each time you’re not...

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CASHLESS TO MICROCHIP

They want to take away our cash...

They want to track us by their microchips...

Communists...

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IN TRANSLATION

IN TRANSLATION

Tactile technopathy of an adjunct's penumbra,

caving patterns in the carnivorous sky.

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