Tuesday, January 31, 2012

When does the annoyance end?

Are you turned off?

No light switch the

Ball in this Monte game


Blame an honest Indian

Giver what she wants

Because this is the trick


But I am sick of it

This is what you get

Appreciation falls like

A dropped call on deaf ears


No signal to warn the sane


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The gone by waste exchange

Across barren wasteland

Walked the past people

Into present vision

For remembrance

Seals the picture frame

In a trap of exhibition

At the local museum hall

Stretched until the

End of time or

The beginning of never

Turn on your history

And see


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Sunday, January 29, 2012

Untitled

Hand held darkness broken

Inside hearts beating in sync

And a vision walks slow

Into the being of one


Steps grow on the path

Leading to growth and eventual

Scenes explaining a turn

Towards expansive dreams


The ready residential

Captures strong togetherness

And creation of another

Cements the deal in waves


Explosion saves

Future days


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Friday, January 27, 2012

Shift over and done

The night is over

And I wait for my

Relief to come

Whenever that is

Because I want

To smoke already


Pondering waking dreams

Is so hard and scattered

Pieces tell my story in

Bold lights in the outhouse

Essence warming me close


Wet blanket hugs me

Soft across my

Chest and no more

Anxiety creeps are

At my door


Guess I'll stick out

My thumb and hitch

A ride on this magic

Carpet slide into

Reststop scenes


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Shadows walk into plain formation

Walk on desert love

Drifting drainpipe

Frustration, going in no

Direction in particular.


Just narrow the dissipation

Chambers, open and wanting

Of train station conduction function


Born to go against a cloud

Formation just beginning

To the end of the quarter

Degradation anticipation


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Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Stand up, sit down

Resistance


Something told to

The down and out


Rise up


Never give in

To control of self


Change


What becomes of

The past for the better?


Resistance


The cycle begins again,

Did the last one matter?


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Write, or don't write,hmmmmmm?

Reaching for ideas

Hurts my brain pudding

The right word but

What is right?


Left on the ground

Running toward the drain

Opened and neglected

Because the pen matters more


And writing this perplexed

Me because it makes

No sense to spill good coffee

On a white floor


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Fat kid picked last every day.

There is no happiness, just death.

Why think about so young?

Time still waits for you down the road.


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Friday, January 20, 2012

Friday, January 13, 2012

The Troll must dissappear

Lights are off, no sound to hear.

Drop vestments to clear the day off.


Foul fucking clown will not stop.

Can I hurt you until you cry?


The same you do to my self,

Sad sack to pound useless lessons in me.


Well the day for relaxation is here.

Time to contemplate fantasies of pain.


Hide in your cave.


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I and I alone

I

Fragile heart

Miles of road past


The change sneaked up

On me, devil quick fever dream.


Lost in finding the

Answer, more road to cover.


Wants are out of

The question, another is best.


Endless the quest brother

, until the finale decends.


This is life and no other.


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Thursday, January 12, 2012

Vegas sight, Vegas fright

The trees wave hello as I slowly enter the valley.
Strange for one who is a stranger himself, a land of mystery awaits.

The crowd on long stretch linger in passage of the bright.
Movement, a ballet of steel blowing against the wind.

Desert dinosaurs sleep outside the civilized world.
Past contributers to traps raised high.

The cloked ones in droves to capture the natural pavement.
Take from the top to give to the friends back home.

Colors fly high in here, no confusion just expansion pockets.
More crimson juice to share with the buried.

Mystery in sand pours together the past and present hand.
What happens, remains in darkness.

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

today'a haiku

Cradled inside arms

Held against the storm, lonely

Firefly shine on


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Sunday, January 1, 2012

Today's haiku

Contentment is now,

Filled with the sustinance from

My supermarket


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