record breaking erections
now that I have your attention
my first attempt at singles ad
may expose secret hermit plans
certain spider bite supper powers seven days long
permitting webbed corners throughout home from now on
once bitten twice as hard babe
talking to self can be sexy hey
isolation causes strange behavior
whispers suspicious nosey neighbors
not really hearing voices
ears like hawk with eye open
pleasure hasn't happened nearly enough
when making town trips pack a lunch
food trucked in is poison
avoiding this fortifies love's man-si-on.
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toxic weak sickest of sheep
trained with tricks obedient
addiction prescription avoidance religion
sellouts false safety poison fed complacency
nonsense brainwashed indoctrination graduation
discernment deplete lies no questioning
projection believers incompetency leaders
divided fake lines blind political ties
sanitized insanity war party oligarchy
doctors dark priests cursing for money
confused and abused propaganda nightly news
mental prison mates hating fellow wage slaves
jealous so envious façade fictitious
indebted to grave life one big escape
missing the mark dimming our spark
perfect I guess thinning spiritual test.
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next time you see crow carrying finger
know somewhere a sad proud mason whimpers
not for faint of heart
this realm will beat daylight from dark
or is it other way around
shadow like thinking abound
thought I could tribe up truth seekers
kinda like herding unicorns in leprechaun sneakers
don’t let me bring us down
just expressing lonely solo frowns
dancing between ideal and real
whirlwind dreams punctured then healed
just find one true complimentary lover
someone to bounce blessings off each other
patience cured months ago now cracking
these poems my self work mapping.
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when calm water cries for raucous ripple
governing signs won’t stop flying nickels
making superior lake one big wishing well
charley boat sunk from small change raining down
shhh don’t tell it was me
license to sink ships my masters degree
anything may spice this place up
tourist trap off season rut
one of those artists doing things own way
failure a teacher inspiring rebellion most days
fun taking faux madness on road
sobriety increases attention shown
looks like mustache might make comeback
at least on north shore who gives crap
gonna keep saying hi strangers
suspicious looks given taken as payment.
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Mars conjunct Venus at Walmart today
little was said they parted in haste
one felt heart attack while shopping aisle 9
other hid somewhere not wanting more lines
her beauty more breathtaking then honestly remembered
even tired she shone light straight out from Heaven
M wanted to say hey pretty lady
V asked how he was while running away
chance moment glance taken as sign
what great luck these two would pass by
his tank filled up from damn near drop bottom
120 days of longing for sight or message bottle
question remains will she ever reach out
only words typed stop sending those pouts
synchronistic gratitude funny lesson caper
love might be seen when buying toilet paper.
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gift you choose me same you don’t
serving only Great Unknown
opportunity provider proven pastime
rusted open door for allies
escape choice quickest sand
heart and soul drowning plan
no longer pushing against Will
when mission changes flow fulfilled
lessons learned can’t be shared
beauty shown cherished here
time so different tribe of one
duty witness what is done
lonely burden may yet pass
owning freedom from our past
journey long so many steps
Love is All Truth a Friend.
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boy with stained face
just go away
your postcard poems and songs
disturb every day
enough now fella
pick from hints
love's not wanted here
catch my drift
having choice of all the bros
you just don't cut it
lose fantasy world
reality found in obvious
don't make this message
a cryptic tease
please stop calling me
sweet Louise.
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Stained face serving Grace
forever flux freewill pace
impatient last place
starved intimacy taste
Temperance present fate
painful doesn't fake
crys for heaven sake
how long lonely wait
Oh boy I see
helpless facing mystery
grateful rarely angry
horny mourning each day
Persistence middle name
carved in wrinkles with rain
loving lunatic way
stop avoid me not songs, okay.
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won’t somebody be mine
honeymoon valentine
required layover trauma time
scars healed show self battle lines
how the hell say why
hot fire killed between thighs
damn shame moping around
rusty ring fingers bored and bound
come on lovers ignite
finest reason appreciate life
give full heart opened wide
to compatible soul aligned
I admit honey mission often rough
bruises linger past bouts with duds
we discover who truly lifts kite
only through failure crash-flights.
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