man or machine is,
a world of science
man or machine is,
a world of madness
a machine is a mechanic science
a machine is a mechanic madness
mechanic is mechanic of a man or machine

science is a mechanic of man or machine
science is a mechanic of science
vision is visioning man
vision is visioning a machine
vision is visioning a mechanic world
a vision is a mechanic world
a vision is a mechanic science

man or machine,science is a vision of a man
a galaxy is a vision of a galaxy
a galaxy is a vision of man or machine
a galaxy is a vision of a mechanic world
science is a galaxy of a mechanic world
science is a mechanic world man or machine
science is a mechanic world science

Trees
I know nothing about them
but,
they mean everything
to me
Each one
a branching group of wizards
waving their wands up to
the sky
Inviting the magic of inspiration

Collections of my disorderly thoughts
gathered together with knots
of my ample desire
to make sense of my everyday life.

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music's our only shared thing."    
            "It's fine. That's enough"
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Leave them be
Headphones on
Cancelling sounds
Yours and theirs
Equalisers on
Fine tuned within
Listen to the song
And truly belong

You carry my worth
in your eyes.

Like the moon
and the sea - with his tides;

you make me fall.
you make me rise.

I realised,
I've
been Loving
People, in poverty
_

Money may not
grow on trees
But far too many people
are willing to go
out on a limb for it

You once asked me if I could ever describe you in four words, what they would be.
I finally figured it out.
"control c, control v"

the burdens of the past
weight heavily on our souls
until one day
they fade away

did we get rid of them?
or did we simply
get used to the weight?

Sometimes
I want to spin
Myself into a
Hurricane
Just to
Feel
The
Calm
In
The
Eye

Whether a comma, or colon:
Punctuation slows my rolling
I need no period. When I end
no Capitalization when I begin
Rulelessly I flow my art
  Not a single!
Exclamation mark
Are you not the one
Who'll know?
Where a question mark
No longer goes

Warp the structure
Bend the lines
Put in repeat
Let emotion unwind
Make yourself
Your poetry's the best
Be your own ruler
Pass your own test

Take your own road
Where ever it leads
Lover or hater
It's all poetry!