Confusion

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No Direction Home

NO DIRECTION HOME

Tangerine coats for the howling nights which bluff and bleed with a longing cold...

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rigid code of obsessions

rigid code of obsessions

wheel ding utmost pro lix:
scrum compulsions won
despite feeling dog tired, (like a ton...

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Sink or Swim

Sink or Swim

No prejudice
Without repentance
Unceasing moments, saturating truth
Incessantly down...

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Crappy Sunday

Crappy Sunday

Sunlight fills a lonely room, trying to lift the sad sack gloom.
Rain at the window, each drop seems...

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Soaring

You can give up,
You can fall,
You can rest your case,
And maybe never exist at all...

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Confusion...

Confusion...

Somebody smiles, somebody frowns
I'm going this way, I'm going that way
Thinking of...

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Dress my skull...

Dress my skull...

Well, It's
That time
When I
Say
Everything
Is fine
What face...

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THE DINER AND THE TRAMP

THE DINER AND THE TRAMP

The diner wonders on which food to eat
The tramp prepares for another night on the street
...

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APARTMENT FLEAS

What happens to a poet
Who has nothing left to say
I sit and watch
As the world slowly...

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Dementia, do I know you..?

Dementia, do I know you..?

**Notes**
*I've posted this one before but now it's got an excellent interpretation of it with an...

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"REASON"

"REASON"

Things unfold at a rate
Right before your eyes
And still some choose
To remain blind...

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"AFFLICTION"

"AFFLICTION"

The dim lamplight
And the sound of the sea
Phantom
I could feel the blood
...

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Cold Dark Back Winged...

Cold Dark Back Winged Messenger from HELL!!! You need a Transfusion (Poetry)

Cold Dark Black Winged Messenger from HELL
your story Untold
EWE are bold
Rolling-...

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STUMBLE UPON THE MELTED...

Obscene,
Sick Queen vomited blighted routine
cartoon hairy car
Oxford street Krishna...

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THIS....ME...

THIS....ME...

Who am I
This...me?
Iv no idea
Is my mind
Me?
Empty vessel
That...

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Gullible Girl

Gullible Girl

That girl she was a thoughtful one,
Every inch of her brain was turning.
She thought of love...

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rose colored glasses

Cheating?
No he couldn't be
Lying?
It's not true!
Rose colored glasses
I...