My breath is full of
twigs and other things. Cough=null.
But its bright with love.
And soft with low tones.
Short breath now not for my lungs,
but for the breeze one.
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Two In One Over Two is a Fresh-Air Breath
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“I Am More Important Than You and What I Want Trumps What You Want Always and Forever” ALSO, You Sir, Are A Cock
“Nope. Go around. You
must move for me. All about
me. Life is mine. Me.”
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Fall Time is Different This Year and Brightness Comes In the Winter
Good things come. Patience:
overrated. You are proof.
Life is infective.
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Away From Real and I’m More Familiar With It
A worthy venture
trying and the reward of
being and lovingShapes are feel. Reflect
and the color of star eyes.
Circle gets the square.
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Meaninglessness is Meaningless AND Love and Music and Love
Love, adoration
Respect, honesty, patience
Lost art of sweetness
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Public Decency and the Washing of My Own Brain
Walking on the moon
Sting and broken parts clean up
brain’s mess through song, four.
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The City Wilderness and A Sugar-Suitened Life, Life
Dimensional stream
Pouring, steaming, the quickness
Broken ideaShe is, smiling small
My mind is foraging for
Leaf life, breaking glassRound and the museum
Shifts and sees the margins, clear
Crunch underfoot now
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My Mind Minds Me, Mostly
Mother calls on me
Dark forest and bright night skies
And water fallingI hear it calling
When I’m sick of hearing with
my brain and my thinksI think harmonically but
not completely. because my
mind minds me mostly
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The Rage is Back With A Vengence and its Fuel is a Powerful Multiplier
There are three factors
that contribute to my mood.
Absence makes so(u)l(e)s shake.
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GREATSCOTT! or Time is an Nth Variation For Which the Theme Is Infinite
To meet one’s self in
the past or the future would
Back to the futureChange the direction
of your course drastically but
is a movie thatIf given the chance
would you pass it up? Could you?
will change you always
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This Place is a Race We All Want to Lose
There is a dirge here
Begins with no knowledge of
The dip, dive, depths of
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BeautifulSpicySaltyLovelyThings OR Girls Are Balanced Dishes
Sweetandlovely, old
fast, spicyandsalty, sore
Sweet and spicy: win.
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Rising Up, A Dreamosaur Eating Your Findings
Largely, avoiding
the past allows room for the
future. Blowing by…
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Sick of Being Sorry
My body has been
conditioned to regret things
far too long a time.Conclusion: I must
either learn to forget or
change my behaviorFun isn’t involved
when making decisions on
one’s past of regret
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Rageahol and Its Chemical Similarities to Coffea Canephora
Sometimes I forget
Without food, coffee acts as
RAGE magnifierAnd sprinkles disdain
Unto all situations
Bitter, distasteful
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School and My Big Watch Telling Time By the Cup; Drip or French Press
Tick tocking in. Way –
Over my head. Ready: done.
Though, many new brews.
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Dreams Fit in a Terrifying Envelope of Truth and I
I keep having dreams
watching worrisome people
project my worry
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Indignation is a Known Cure for the Major Symptoms of Ignorance
Racing, machismo
and various related:
Growth of young, ‘don’t come.
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Darks and Brights and Intertwining Messes
One is a blessing,
two is a curse. Its never
as simple with two.
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Toppling Backward Or Forward Into Emotional Abyss
In a moment when
my brain and my heart collide
Breathe breaths, good or bad
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Wednesday Mornings and Reflection on the Dark Nights of Our Souls
Limbo land is round
Full of thinking(‘)s silence
Wrought with projection
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Life is a Rock and a Leap of Faith and a Freshly Pressed Shirt
Clean and crisp and white
Jumps are unclear and unsure
Faith is a hard rock
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I Am Not Writing a Bandcamp Haiku OR I’m Writing a Bandcamp Haiku
Bandcamping two weeks
Many funny stories, though
not many haiku
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Good Things Are Not Unfamiliar, But They Do Feel Silly On My Feet
I am pleased, many
things in my life are lovely.
This awkwardly feels.
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Fishing is Minimalism OR Ode to Aaron Quinn via Samuel Beckett
Surrealism is
surreal. Ism is surreal.
Real, surreal. Sir, reel.
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