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PostPosted: Thu Oct 20, 2011 3:56 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

One On the Ground

put on blast,
a pencil to your
eye socket. an
earth-bound
rocket. pink &
orange sunrise.
(up is down) not
to worry - let it
go. the dogs set
loose, now salt
the ground, an
action bolt round.

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PostPosted: Thu Oct 20, 2011 4:00 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

obsolete or peculiar?

the best and finest
surgeons in complete
subjection, humiliation,
atonement - fugitive
glances stolen as my
hands tremble...

Oh Damn!

absolute nonexistance,
keeping the balance.

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PostPosted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 7:57 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

so how does it end?

with me unable to
look her in the eye...

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PostPosted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 8:03 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

bilge water pumps

static on your radio -
rabbit ears measured
out in rabbit years...
quick as a bunny, twice
as funny. common man
searches common themes
beset by common thieves
half remembered dreams
and pyramid schemes...

lowrider short on cash,
passing the hat, where
he broke his crown
jinx the cat and stone
the crows. he knew he
was destined to be all
alone. open road, open
container, containing all
his failures. hope is now
somewhere downroad...

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PostPosted: Wed Mar 07, 2012 9:34 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

Manifesto!

They are a straight puppet
in the system. A tooth in the
machine. They were dazzled
by the eliminators. Smoke
any weeds and you will see.
Their understanding is clear.
They use Holograms. They
steer the World Banks, the
political landscape, the
organized religions. They
intend for us to be the
mütagen to make devoted
breeders. They would like
to harvest our brain waves.
There is still time. We must
resist. Fight. Do not be
another straight puppet.
Atlas twitched. And here I
hoped for something like
sleep, but I received nothing
this evening. l was too busy
winding above in the fetal
position. That sewage-dump
waterfall gave me posts of
trauma tables and pressure
disturbance; after one read!

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PostPosted: Fri Mar 16, 2012 4:43 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Poetries about bees.
Poetries about bees.
By the quiet melody of K.


I did not write
two or three
poetries about bees.
poetries
about bees.
and of snacks and fakes.
and birds, poetries about
nature and life in
New England.
I write religious poetries
and eat roots.
if you like poetries
about bees you are
inside for a feast.
when I obtain nervous,
I obtain hyper
and bump into people.
I read with them what maps
I gave round during then.
inside breeches, of
enquiring, of mom
for help to narrow
the bottom work.
of words, of things.
I am too stupid
to be able to make
my free space
or points
if you like criticism that
works in your
thereafter. with this
itching of theory,
of words,
of disorder,
of chromosomes.
It has a responsible
congratulations.
Your woods are full
with police forces.
cut out the men of
wood that can see
hearts at night but
warriors, considering
gray dreams for clothing
appreciation.
impossible on ice,¯ more
death as if
your hands were hollow.
and sequently a
large soprano
turning over
to his church
because his
insane French
mom. and
nobody knows
why the
creationists
are subjected
to a washing
of brains
but never yodel.
who will attract a merry
echo of an
I hate you, and dig,
and write poetries
about the bees
and of words.

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PostPosted: Fri Mar 16, 2012 5:50 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

They stayed to diagnose the civil servants.
(Where they stayed for nine years.)

During many of the years, I was the suspect. I came from a family of mental defects, thus I knew what was possibly there. When I stayed a young person, around nine or nine.
My professors did suspect during school that certain things were oblique. Doctors seen by me included a therapist because of these suspicions. But certain things in my side were said to put the mask above me. I would say I almost always had this.
My other side guided me by much of all things. I thought this access was right for me. l really had good instincts. During my early years I started to identify certain aspects of my disorder.
I learned how to identify the noises and hallucinations. I was not treated with drugs. Nor was I ever made to think that if were treated with drugs, my individual self would ever lose part of my own coolness.
It seemed with me that I was tested to order that which could not ever be ordered.
I was ordered to hear noises that I could not hear in the usual ordering of words or short expressions. The majority of times there were piercing cries within me. The nights, before I tried to sleep, things tended to become worse. Usually I heared the howls, not the stopping of voices.
I heard that no one howled for me in familiar voices. They seemed to say certain things to me; but never outside. When i tried to sleep. I heared the noises of whispers, like a room completely of the people. At certain hours there seemed more voices and all the whispers.
And I never made it outside to the others.
I was made to not hear both or three word there and then. This made it almost impossible to sleep. So for certain hours and days I went without outside sleep. I was advised to seek a doctor because my blood-pressure was so high because my body did not sleep.
Not only that my aspect had changed from the lack of sleep. My eyes always gave me away from afar. I saw things, but they were almost always fast and sudden.
I saw certain things before they registered in my head of what I saw. When I turned to look at them, they went. At certain hours I saw these things. However the impressions did not leave so easly.
I stayed within the past in a fog and stayed within that part. That part which stayed dredged within the closed caps of my return.
My memory was a marsh. And I had decided to make a turn around that marsh in order to obtain the outside starting forces of people parceled with that which they were not too fond.
People wanted to judge those they did not associate with. I could not stay to stand beside their small ponds., Their souls were dark and held very small lights, but I could not see rather well.
I held the glance with the water and even noted faces in the water, looking at me. Then I noted others, and others. I was able to approximate approximately nine face that were slowly rising out of the water and coming towards me.
I stayed to handle my fear by being honest, because I did not fear these things. I was startled to note that the faces were not alive. They had their cold glances fixed with me, and their faces were strongly drawn. Their skin was weakened and I started to note an odor in the sky.

They rose their heads only approximately over the exit half of the water and their glances were fixed at me. I started to support them from afar and then they turned over very slowly.
I took that moment to calm my individual to the bottom and to gather what I had to seen. I later returned to the house and realized that my hallucinations stemmed from a very bad condition. Much of the time I had engaged with a voice in my head which indicated whatever substances I obtained above any recommendation. It overwhelmed any action or thought.
And I found a turn which I could not order. The majority of the time the voices carried me out in a right direction, but sometimes when they obtained at the point without turning over and the voicse had the wire to look at.
Or if I said or made something completely stupid; I could feel the pressure of the voices right on top of me.
Sometimes I was left there confused and amazed; tested to appear outside a manner of supporting of what I had made, or said. In that way I was not me. And I think of that me as never really existing. I had no thoughts I could report.
No ratio would function in the positive for me. My friends bailed out on me, or I moved away them. I was really alone,
But that taste left when I was all alone sitting in my house, in total darkness. I could feel a hand on my shoulder and sometimes if I looked, I could see the person who was not there, I could only obtain a fast outline of a familiar face which almost resembled me.
But it was not. The eyes are were different and the face that survived was not me, but I felt connected. Then it all went away.
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 25, 2012 12:08 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

Vultures


We were not made
to live every day.

I no longer live
anywhere in Texas,
after being born
there. Buzzards,
black vultures and
turkey calls, were
a familiar spectacle
in positions around
the bar. Found amid
ditches, making their
way with expensively
left creatures. Some
say precisely proven
to be handy. We all
knew about it. Two
or three between.

In tight circles atop?
Cows died in their
claws. Rabbits were
going to be huntable.

They started from
coyotes and wild -
cats. And people in
white-laboratory
coats in this moment.

They appeared on
the outside. Texans
indicated a person as
a tube of meat; or
was it a shell? It was
a shame of innocent
people. Their remains
obtained, continued
and condemn as bad
science. Who had
time for the guilty?

People were ignored
because of that same
bad science. Add that
which was prepared
and ignored by the
obviousness of it all.

No wonder questions
were charged. We
spent a fortune on
lawyers. Experts of
matter were such
investigators. Could
the defense obtain
a fair trial? I always
said that I wanted
to be buried in a
mattress in the far
corner of a field.

Some share what is
not naturally legal.
The poison setting
was in the ground.
Set up by ebalmers.

Forever was ideally
turned over to the
science servants, not
completely attractive.

However, an import
chanced the whole.
I could have put it
off for some more
years. I think then
a burial of sky was
applied. Astonishing
that vultures found
by ornithology were
very pretty but still
ignored in legal study.

Rural sectors found
on communal ground
had their behaviors
identified essentially.

However, extractors
opened to the corpses.
we squelched them
quickly. Until people
gave remainders for
research. Sky burial
had a long honorable
history. Bad data was
damaged in the fires.

Quoted like obvious
cases of arson. Much
pseudo science was
employed during those
years by police forces.

Why? Because nobody
wanted to spend money.
So they developed a
new branch of legal
science. None wanted
to be incinerated when
they died. Who would
say that was insane?

Who had an impressive
manner of making it?
I shivered with a new
importance of ruination.

Families were pieces
of invaluable lambs, set
six feet below. People
were demolished by an
attraction to the whole,
money was made easy.

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PostPosted: Wed Apr 11, 2012 10:53 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

clear-out barrel

fall-out. I am a bundle
of nerves. synapses
deeply encoded in my dna.

quote:
“cue the actor,
bring me a bucket,
I am exhausted.”

another one for the
record books. middle
west trip, a hundred
frequent flyer smiles.
paperback brings me back.
(return books promptly.)
layover, stop-over,
delayed flights canceled.
(the circus is in town.)
clown cars – traffic lights
(red, green, yellow.)
Parade rest/parade stop.

disposable opposable thumbs
. signs – signal – signing.
form a circle, choose anchor
or pivot. three locations,
find them on the map.
traffic circles. four way stops.
waiting outside the zoo.
(lions, tigers & and bears.)
hear the birds sing.

sound check, set list –
the band tunes up. another
local sing along. anthems
for our mod generation.
the girls swoop, swoon
and faint. (hoop, swoop
and holler.) fade out.
feedback, putting the
feedbag in place.

a photograph is
all I have left of
you. you left a
long, long
time ago.

twenty journeys,
twenty journal entries.

just then the phone
rings – a three hour
break – a pleasant
pheasant experience.

text message:
the bus stops here,
a no load zone. building
codes, codex stories,
encoded stories.
Daniel stopped coming
to work yesterday.
he drove a wheel of fire.
he was set off for five
years, four points on
the compass.

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PostPosted: Wed Apr 11, 2012 10:58 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Electric Tea Kettle

Take off at the far end
of this first. (Towards
the back of the front.)

A guttered candle
A wound – full in my eyes.
Between the margins –
Lay the gutters.

Ventrone is venting again.
(North, south, east or west?)
His ducks are in escrow.
Row upon row upon row.
Ventrone carries no denial
– crown, cap, contact or
contract bridge. A gap-toothed
hostage. Ventrone carries the
uroborus. (Aurora Borealis.)
In a basket, a casket, a box,
an empty ink cartridge. Ventrone
is one shambolic man.
(An unctuous anguish left
to languish.) Ventrone is a
metronome, a peripheral…

Lemonade Lucy likes her
lemongrass, salt grass,
and pepperbox.
(Mob, base or common.)
Lemonade Lucy felt the
gut-gust of indecision,
hesitation, sublimation…

The karmic clowns all
have pinwheels and
cartwheels. Cartographers
on the make; flim-flam
men on the prowl.
/I’d like to buy a vowel. /
A ghost of a chance,
a dead romance – lying
sprawled on the bathroom
floor. A blank tablet by
the door. My empty pockets
have all disappeared. Shelter
in place – didn’t we win the
space race? An empty desk,
a vacant classroom, a
satellite, a burnt out lamp.
Tasers and lasers – where
is my flying car? No jet
pack and now I want my
money back. The haphazard
clock work man winds down.

Matrimonial geometricians
living in harmony. A red
wheelbarrow rests against
the sides of the barn.
Lateral places of no crime.
Literal places fester in time.

Tin plated whores –
I am stalking you.
I am alone, I am alone.
The stalking horse rocks.

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PostPosted: Wed Apr 11, 2012 11:05 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Lunch Diet Five

This is not a poem.
It is a placeholder,
a cup holder, a
tickertape parade.
This is just lines in
sequence. The frequency
changing; it is altered
as I falter. This is all
just random words
and illiterate phrasing
in rhythmic casing.
(Maybe it is a slight
arrhythmia?) This is not
the best I can do. But
this is the most I will do.
This is a slight scattering;
my mind’s chattering.
This is the case for
censorship, a strong editor
, a strong fire.

Safety glass and doctor’s
notes. Six weeks out.
There are no exceptions
for incidental use. Most
identify with their purpose
served. There is no
mention of discovery.

She stole my slash-
resistant gloves!
Do I have to spell it
out? Some examples
if you please. Three
months, one week.
Just nod if you
understand. It is the
garbage at the base
of your skull. You prove
unselfish and consciously
extend the note. The
other side of the kitchen
is a blast furnace. Gaze
at your hands in horror!
This may all very well
belong to you. Cold-
blooded and calculated.
(You always were so
calibrated.) We must
wait for the Archbishop
to arrive. Quarter-past-
one and well done! We
may very well wear out
your charms.

Placebos and sugar pills.
Salary man did you earn
yours today? Steam pipes
burst. Short bus, long forms,
requisition forms. Duplicate,
triplicate, early morning
hower. Static on the radio,
remote control cars, silent
distant stars. Low beams,
high beams, moonbeams
and dovetail seams. The
wooden crates hold past
presidential debates.
Soapbox derby, pill box hat
, Mr. President you can’t
say that… I am ill-advised
and ill shorn. Well traveled
and well worn.

This is not an ending.

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PostPosted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 6:31 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

Where is the Moon?

the joke...
as dead as the
blackened sky, a
puzzling language.
mystery men and
masked men, who's
your gaffer? aroma
of wet dog and pop
art migraines, all
from the back pages
of novelty novels.


the punchline...
so, you never know
what's going on in
corners. riding upon
an epoxy swamp mule.
gyroscopes atumble,
gravity all ajumble.
tin type dictators
inhaling mercury salt
flowers. you broke
my heart and engine.

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PostPosted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 6:55 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

Shopping Cart Pulpit

Terminal loadings were
a rifle. Charged and
then aimed at cashiers
and the chainmen...

There was no difference
between the mannered
terminal Pharisees,
terminal paparazzi,
and the terminal
excommunicators.
Terminal assertions on a
lawyer and his manner
held a swindler’s balance.
He needed his gun to fix
a flight. They were both
willing to cause maximum
damage on their victims.
He did not fold with his will.
(And they were both stripped
outside. He held all his value.)

Terminal Pharisees received
one year and terminal crucifiers
a life. They were apart for
more than thirty years. They
were both approved by random
death professionals. Would a
lawyer have tested death
supplements into force ten
years ago? (Some say yes.)

They left to us the familiar
details of their pasts. The
whole of newspapers in the
country ignored the judge
as they broke. They ordered
improvements and guidelines
absent in their efforts and
in their careers. (Such as...)

They left us ahead as to
crucify them. We had their
reputations to destroy.
Their families we threatened.
We finished their careers.
They dared to carry out
increases in our awaking;
so we destroyed them.

If you saw these terminal
Pharisees, you saw the
terminal paparazzi. They
tested with retroactive
effects. They crucified
the lawyers. Then they
excommunicated the judges.
Good men, good fathers,
good husbands, steady
employees. All for nothing!
We refused to take their
counsel and were forced
completely to their abdication.

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PostPosted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 7:08 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

The large house of cakes.

This homage was
encouraged. Too
much and beyond
are the insane cakes
at the house of cakes.
They place at my
disposal a vengeful
bar of cakes. These
are good passages
to the grinding stones
of raw meat...

The sugar refinery
can be soft. But it
is a dark carnival.
And it always travels
to the houses to
attack small men.
They remain urban
until the end of days.

I am indigenous as
apple cake. I am an
apple cake with sugar.
On sequel I submit
a report ratio...

If you want to form
an apple cake initially,
you must turn over
the universe...

Now you can not
have of my chicken
places, places of
chicken, chicken
places, places of
chicken. (repeat)

Condemn your eyes,
this one is worthy
of fine food. There
is one good food if
you go indeed up
north. This cake of
soap is a heater.

Am I sure? Who can
know what is sure?
I knew a man; his
death gave up my
grandmother to me.
I have fought the
children for years.
My mother was with
her death on a will
of lemon cake. Will
you voluntarily submit?

I retain my hatred of
all husbands and cakes.
It can take you to bitter.
But the soft chocolate
will never strain your
virus pudding. And the
walnut trees are then
added to camels for
impact. (repeat again)

I do not want my
cake heated. I wish
for cream of ice on
the upper surface.
Then give me cream
of ice on the side.
I do not wish for a
cutter. Vanilla is my
favorite wish. If I do
not wish a cream of
ice; I will take the
fresh one whipped. Or
I will take the cream
of ice in a flat box...

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PostPosted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 7:18 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

Steel Camera

The city sprawls; crawls
amongst the trawls. Hall
marks and benchmarks.
Incorporating all the
incorporations and the
hassle of their service
contracts. (They dis-
connect the contacts.)

Peasants are ordered
to act pleasant. Factories
litter the river side.
Shopping malls, strip malls
and strip mined mountains
gather. I am on spins and
needles. Chicken scratch,
needle tracks. The null
reports the dull reports
in distant shores. (More
retorts?) Slop trap – tar pit,

the plastic sickness. A
polite function, a polite
fiction. Emote your remote
emotions. A universal remote.
Wired wireless cables buried
underground. Ship wrecks,
car wrecks and a high-tech
train wreck. Line them up on
the side of the road. Double
white lines, white crosses,
double cross. Row upon row
upon row. Fashion factions
taking action. Fractions in
inaction. (Aught/naught.)

I was tarred and weathered.
Profiling from old profiles.
Filing down my smile. (Incisor,
cusped, canine.) Tilting at
landfills, searching for other
hills. Coyotes running down
our horses. The singular
mechanism of injury is the
state’s sole obsession.

(A terrible skill.) Grifters
and drifters given short
thrift. Shot them at the
thrift stops and shops.
Venom fills and trills.
(A terrible skill.) Can’t
wait until I quaff a frothy
swill. I took the road less
forsaken, and that has
made all the indifference.

You know; now I am a
specialist with a death
wish and a wish list. (If
you insist.) catch me at
the dead pools and tidal
pools. A mister twister
spinning around, around.

I’m trying to break the
sound barrier. Finding a
new carrier is a sound
choice. And so low is
your solo that you may
as well be a no go no-
show. Adult deficit eating
disorders; grieving and
leaving them at a deficiency
of efficiencies. So tilt their
head back, lift the chin up
and place the mask firmly.

Verbs are words even in
thirds; on that you have
my word. A noun even when
down is still a person, place
or thing. So let me hear you
sing! (Sway, slay, swing!)

Ready, aim, retire. A squib
– a blank, a misfire. So now
I’m caught in the razor wire
trying to reacquire the choir.

Deep seeded easements; so
let’s not pass judgment. Head
down to the basement when
it is flooded. You can still hear
the voices offering you another
way. So what do you say? Tap
and shout – twist about. Flout
your rout. Can you figure out
what this was all about???
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PostPosted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 4:40 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

FIRE HYDRANTS

about face, amp-up,
drug-out. soft-spoken
sacrifice. conviction of
innocence, a comedy of
tragedies. subservient
clowns tripping on hip-hop.

stagger or swagger?
choreographed shards of
broken glass are the source
of distant prophets. iron-
fisted surrogates sporting
plasticine grins. indulging in
severed tethers. torque
clamps and tension wires
bind rabid dogs. alchemical
mirrors bathed in acid
solutions. surreal mixtures
of fantasy and commonplace.

autocrats on remote control.
brutal fables told in poetic
counter rhythms. ancient ruins
fostering modern high-rises.
pale cacophony, wrestles mute
thematics. concrete boundaries
in abstract parameters set with
Rorschach blots. infra-red
rainbows and ultra-violet sun
spots light your way. a rhapsody
in semantics. pathos smother
you in saccharine waves.

mayhem in earth-tones. a poverty
of forethought becomes an after
thought. despite implications,
consent does not equal vocation.
violation does not equal empathy.
monotony does not equal control.
scrape burrows, borrow trigger points.

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PostPosted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 6:12 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Too much largely that.

Say what you said about
this window. Say which
you said about the vase,
bought for your artificial
roses. It is a small business
of the time. So you would
like to be concerned, not
up to a small time. Since it
is showers, to kiss you no
matter how carefully. It is
however always to succumb.

I regarded it locally fixed and
regarding again. Locally fixed
in the cloud of departments,
which lets the sun see me. It is
like orange eyes of oscillation.

I shine reflected sometimes.
One hundred and a thousand
times. A lake not more larger
than an eye. And set forth...

Choir: But it is a flood of the
moon that runs above. It is
my side. It is only, where I
was accomplished. And if I die,
do not indicate that I died.


Leave to me to skin. I will
insure you that everyone
knows what I said. Chutes,
falling like a groove that I
threw out the window. it
whirrs such a pretty note.

Do you have a saying? This
was you? I became good. I
am prepared with this. As if
I had not known you and I
set back the layer. Cross our
legs and line of the secret
on a bed, which is formed
like a our only two hearts.

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PostPosted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 6:13 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

King pts I-VII

I stood alone. He looked at me and stuttered,
‘Miss her? That is quite the assumption.’
‘That’s right’ I said.
He claimed to be from the Valley.
I decided to buy him a beer.
‘Buy me two’ he laughed.
I laughed, not wanting to be on his bad side.
I got up, claiming my stomach hurt.
He asked if I would talk to the nurse for him.
We stayed silent for a few minutes then.
Reluctantly I agreed, not wanting more problems.
He drained his beer and staggered off.

For Petra Tabits and Sue Borates

‘This has become an emergency’
The portly man said it without a trace of emotion.
‘Can you straighten it out?’ I inquired.
I began to tremble slightly; I wanted to put the car
Into drive and get out of there. But fear held me.
The man smiled at me while gesturing to the two
armed men to come over to the car. I blanched.
‘Please step out of the car’ he whispered gently.
The moments seemed to drag on, I was paralyzed
as the two guards unholstered their weapons.

I can imagine she would lie about it.
‘I don’t think I’m very good at this’ she stated
‘It’s because you don’t have an education’ I
managed to stutter after a moment.
She asked if I would turn on the radio, she wanted
to hear the oldies station.
We listened to songs about teardrops and parties as
We drove along the backroads that day.

I turned the key in the padlock, pulling the lock free
and swinging the door open. The daylight poured into
the small room, I could hear the sound of machinery.
I took a step back, the smell was overpowering.

The machine lay in the back seat gleaming.
He could tell they were driving too close to the edge
of the cliff, but he could not keep his eyes from the
machine, he could not tell what it was built to do.
Damn, his pencil broke. He looked around the room and
did not see a pencil sharpener. What was he supposed to do?
He wished he could open a window, the room smelled awful
and he had no idea how long he would be stuck there.
When would they come for him? Had they forgotten about him?

Most people considered him to be amusing, some even
Thought of him as entertaining. He had signed a simple
Contract with the TV station. It shouldn’t take much legal
Maneuvering to break that contract. But there were always
Some sort of complications.
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PostPosted: Mon Jul 09, 2012 7:09 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

Texas is the devil,
boys : root, hog, or die!


Try listening with headphones!
I kind of imagined I was having
an anxiety attack that night at
the carnival! All the bright lights
were hazing, collapsing into one
big mess. The merry-go-round
was spinning endlessly with the
horses laughing at your plight.

Claustrophobic, it was endless,
everything! And spinning the
tents, the rides, the carnies.
All with one tooth all closing in
on you. Why is the Gondola
sideways? The world is cotton
candy, and I am really disliking
that child right now. And then
the clown - why does he hide
his face? The car seems small.

So this is sleep paralysis. It is
the soundtrack of my life. So
keep your powder dry, my friend.

It has a beat and you can dance
to it. At least for one club. People
take off so that they can charge
during the week. Or so they just
avoid it all together. With a flick
of the switch. The floor lights up
and down as the building flickers.

What where my amblings after?
Birds sing songs, trilled out and
tentative. They herald the coming
of day, a short distance away. So
even as he puts on his armor, and
pulls his coat close, the shivers
will not subside but a little. Finality?

If on the other hand you think that
it just does not meet your needs,
then its time to move on. I suggest
parking your car until you are ready.

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PostPosted: Thu Jul 12, 2012 5:44 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

Null Fundamentals...

We owe it to gravity
to keep our feet firmly
on Earth. It is because
of magnetism. Gravity
is the force of galactic
dust that determines
the fateof the universe.
On the other hand,
force determines atomic
structure, dependent on
mass. Applied attraction
or repulsion. Angular
momentum, intrinsic
spin. Electric current,
magnetic field. Time
space is bent by matter...

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