Existence

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A Spirited Ember

A Spirited Ember

To question thy own existence
Tis be happenstance
Or merely replication?

A belonging...

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Where are the tears?

Where are the tears?

Once upon a time there were footprints here
Of races of people and species that are gone now
...

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The Black Path

The Black Path

Blindly walking the black path
Ecstasy peppered with pain
Thick raindrops splash my forehead...

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Expectations (not great)

Expectations (not great)

I recall in college,
at the first induction..
I random threw up..
All over the...

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Expectations

Expectations

Since the day we are born our parents have a lot of expectations from a child
The baby who is just...

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EXTINCTION ----

each to another shadow hides
so many gods
we march and dance
against the printed...

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I’m Selfish

I’m selfish because I collect plastics
Not to save the earth
But to live

I’m selfish...

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Release the pain I sheath

Release the pain I sheath

To my bed I retire late
wake up tired with an aquired ache
plead for my opaque brain to break...

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Scream and burn

Scream and burn

When the screaming starts
And the burning begins
I won’t shout I gold you so
I will...

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Equilibrium

Equilibrium

Balance, such a fascinating concept,
a status of wholly undebatable equality,
yet in Its most...

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Rise up humanity against...

Humanity should be beautified
Instead humanity is brutalised
Don’t give yourself to the...

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Why?

Why?

Why are we?
We are why..
Why we are.

Wonderful colours.
Plunderous numbers....

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Vitality

Sometimes I ingest life and I am astounded by it; alarmed by its urgency, yet utterly entranced by its...

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The Greatest Womb

The Greatest Womb

We are still fetuses
we remain attached to the placenta
by a date of birth or death
by...

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"Requiem"

"Requiem"

"Requiem"

I saw my future......
A shallow tunnel without light.
I was wide awake...

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Matthew O' Harris Ease...

Matthew O' Harris Ease A "FAKE" Irishman

Juiced tin he nuff tame afore
thee Saint Patrick's Day,
(hens this faux written accent...