chimera-melons - Hello Poetry

Artificial means and memes the fingers perusing naturally formed hide and go seek Chic creatures wrought from nanoparticles based on modeled consciousness neural networks A handsome hivemind of bee;s building trees from cds ...intersynth polygons attracted to stack platonic forms emanation waves alpha beta delta gamma omega 1 , 2 ,3 this multiversal layering from micro to macro of matter animated by its intoned hertz pulsations and the interferrence pattern of the changing relationship due to the amount, frequency, force, temperature , texture , text messages, timing , geometry , subharmonics and overtones, a jewel net . syncronistic synergetic, synaptical sparkles.

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Sep 21, 2013

Sep 21, 2013 at 10:00 PM UTC

Sparkles

Artificial means and memes the fingers perusing naturally formed hide and go seek Chic creatures wrought from nanoparticles based on modeled consciousness neural networks A handsome hivemind of bee;s building trees from cds ...intersynth polygons attracted to stack platonic forms emanation waves alpha beta delta gamma omega 1 , 2 ,3 this multiversal layering from micro to macro of matter animated by its intoned hertz pulsations and the interferrence pattern of the changing relationship due to the amount, frequency, force, temperature , texture , text messages, timing , geometry , subharmonics and overtones, a jewel net . syncronistic synergetic, synaptical sparkles.

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Late was the hour of becoming those zigzagging cracks up the faded plaster watched like little snakes calm witness a resurrection akin to biblical import alone secondstory bedroom filled by distant company heiroglyphs miraculous sudden translation speaking the sacred tongues of fire our hearts beating the miles away shortened with every word an offering blessed and given by minds touching fingers touching keys to invisible locks turning turning rusty engines purring cats smug smile yes and yes and yes lost islands bridged by joint effortless task a torn off mask and a question asked eternity snuck into momentary clouds parted with blooms of lightnings flash flood food for the spirit children laughed where they couldn't be heard the earth sang along with tropical birds this welcome radiant gift in my chest cavity spreading quickening enlivening a sturdy reminder recalling vigor not found in any common tonic simple conversation a conversion of salt water to diamond sparkling fervor rejoice drank its sweet juices staining the lips drips warming two hearts a chance found true its mark bullseye it will be unstolen saboteurs tricked submitting their swords to strong hands arming guardian angels this joy travels well past all hours comforting dreams that sleep undersea in gold spiraling towers wanderer heat old bones leave the cold leave all pains pouring out poisons to make bows out of rain

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Jul 23, 2011

Jul 23, 2011 at 3:26 AM UTC

To know this without doubt

Late was the hour of becoming those zigzagging cracks up the faded plaster watched like little snakes calm witness a resurrection akin to biblical import alone secondstory bedroom filled by distant company heiroglyphs miraculous sudden translation speaking the sacred tongues of fire our hearts beating the miles away shortened with every word an offering blessed and given by minds touching fingers touching keys to invisible locks turning turning rusty engines purring cats smug smile yes and yes and yes lost islands bridged by joint effortless task a torn off mask and a question asked eternity snuck into momentary clouds parted with blooms of lightnings flash flood food for the spirit children laughed where they couldn't be heard the earth sang along with tropical birds this welcome radiant gift in my chest cavity spreading quickening enlivening a sturdy reminder recalling vigor not found in any common tonic simple conversation a conversion of salt water to diamond sparkling fervor rejoice drank its sweet juices staining the lips drips warming two hearts a chance found true its mark bullseye it will be unstolen saboteurs tricked submitting their swords to strong hands arming guardian angels this joy travels well past all hours comforting dreams that sleep undersea in gold spiraling towers wanderer heat old bones leave the cold leave all pains pouring out poisons to make bows out of rain

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bad work ethics makeup for all my perfections clean ordered pair broken into a lot of mispoken words long ago an admission of missing this bond is telling the past its gone while holding on with undead hands bursting open with new fingers fingers ripe , and pulsing alive open and scarred waving at nostalgia

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Jun 19, 2010

Jun 19, 2010 at 8:02 PM UTC

maybe goodbye

bad work ethics makeup for all my perfections clean ordered pair broken into a lot of mispoken words long ago an admission of missing this bond is telling the past its gone while holding on with undead hands bursting open with new fingers fingers ripe , and pulsing alive open and scarred waving at nostalgia

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meaning of wishtastes desires drive delusion devils delve deepening seeds to root loathsome leaves smelt cinders graying goals craving strangled contentment under backalley blackness beats heart sneeze two cavalcade blue cacophony in fast dreams reseized by letting go of circus surlplus reassurance of real love is real gone gone is the relooped sad troupe armies of needinesses truth proofed **** the magician disappeared withdrew tears,fears, smears, and leers now amongst new artful peers The lions tail was a cobra coming with teeth under the door awoke then broke my dreams end and don't hafta go back again ego sinning by ego being a sin says ego leggo my ego waffle a proper prophet the jewels three sweet gleams eaten gifts even the ego cant teacher the reached rifts sewn up all dischordian accordian polka poked out eyes belief swam away to the island of surprises can I ? I can will it . Will then be faithful to real action. kung fooled schools chop trees sticks paper stones throw away I can walk 6 feet on airs invisilbe stairs ears heard alistening stream just the branch that froots Shotgun riding to the holy holy holy Dee vine

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Jun 18, 2010

Jun 18, 2010 at 11:16 AM UTC

cacophony in fast dreams

meaning of wishtastes desires drive delusion devils delve deepening seeds to root loathsome leaves smelt cinders graying goals craving strangled contentment under backalley blackness beats heart sneeze two cavalcade blue cacophony in fast dreams reseized by letting go of circus surlplus reassurance of real love is real gone gone is the relooped sad troupe armies of needinesses truth proofed **** the magician disappeared withdrew tears,fears, smears, and leers now amongst new artful peers The lions tail was a cobra coming with teeth under the door awoke then broke my dreams end and don't hafta go back again ego sinning by ego being a sin says ego leggo my ego waffle a proper prophet the jewels three sweet gleams eaten gifts even the ego cant teacher the reached rifts sewn up all dischordian accordian polka poked out eyes belief swam away to the island of surprises can I ? I can will it . Will then be faithful to real action. kung fooled schools chop trees sticks paper stones throw away I can walk 6 feet on airs invisilbe stairs ears heard alistening stream just the branch that froots Shotgun riding to the holy holy holy Dee vine

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Held in grass hands each step The golden horse travels in all directions at once eyes burning and soft a candle darting in the dark now still fixed a sword point poised to strike the golden horse sings and water flows from the center stones shake shadows writhe appearing in clouds of smoke the golden horse climbs the invisible stairway And sleeps his mirrored sleep

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Jun 15, 2010

Jun 15, 2010 at 2:28 AM UTC

the golden horse

Held in grass hands each step The golden horse travels in all directions at once eyes burning and soft a candle darting in the dark now still fixed a sword point poised to strike the golden horse sings and water flows from the center stones shake shadows writhe appearing in clouds of smoke the golden horse climbs the invisible stairway And sleeps his mirrored sleep

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Truth is the ultimate central illusion When found can unveil a disappearance that allows me to exist at all asbotule simrepertations arbegkin odnw hte the real aler

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Jun 1, 2010

Jun 1, 2010 at 3:23 AM UTC

The Search

Truth is the ultimate central illusion When found can unveil a disappearance that allows me to exist at all asbotule simrepertations arbegkin odnw hte the real aler

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hero slays the dragon that turns out to be a damsel in distress He reaches in to reclaim a sparkling gem his hearts pocket is full The spell is broken And the dark forest is bathed in light animals all come out of hiding dungeons left behind the witch is splashed with water and she is cleansed of her former demeanor a green wicked smile robbed of its malice now a princess she shakes off the stinking robes the king returns from exile Laws now upheld slaves freed A productive land enriched demons all turned to stone And remain the rock foundations that castles are built on

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May 26, 2010

May 26, 2010 at 5:10 PM UTC

folk tales

hero slays the dragon that turns out to be a damsel in distress He reaches in to reclaim a sparkling gem his hearts pocket is full The spell is broken And the dark forest is bathed in light animals all come out of hiding dungeons left behind the witch is splashed with water and she is cleansed of her former demeanor a green wicked smile robbed of its malice now a princess she shakes off the stinking robes the king returns from exile Laws now upheld slaves freed A productive land enriched demons all turned to stone And remain the rock foundations that castles are built on

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In the threat puzzling me will grows stronger forgetting fears I want to see it all From every angle of the angels demonstrating consecration even in the ill and when i DO ! i might go blind overwhelmed restraint can see such subtle joys outside of toys and games tune me to the key of we and let me be real as well find me in the right time 3;33 or 11:11 the wishing time and carve the trees with unspoken vows recited only by birds and in a drop of water striking the surface of silver ponds wish

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May 26, 2010

May 26, 2010 at 4:44 PM UTC

invitation

In the threat puzzling me will grows stronger forgetting fears I want to see it all From every angle of the angels demonstrating consecration even in the ill and when i DO ! i might go blind overwhelmed restraint can see such subtle joys outside of toys and games tune me to the key of we and let me be real as well find me in the right time 3;33 or 11:11 the wishing time and carve the trees with unspoken vows recited only by birds and in a drop of water striking the surface of silver ponds wish

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Your look was a premise of a promise missing link inviting the young ideal to be replayed starring you This look woke me up in the lighter airs Where adam and eve forget to eat in ageless passion no birth no death shameless love clothed them in each others embrace With no knowledge They walked the garden of earthly delights hand in hand as gods i smiled and looked away until you disappeared Into someone elses glances

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May 26, 2010

May 26, 2010 at 4:30 PM UTC

Glances

Your look was a premise of a promise missing link inviting the young ideal to be replayed starring you This look woke me up in the lighter airs Where adam and eve forget to eat in ageless passion no birth no death shameless love clothed them in each others embrace With no knowledge They walked the garden of earthly delights hand in hand as gods i smiled and looked away until you disappeared Into someone elses glances

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whatever is definitely a passive aggressssive nuclear bomb when dropped out of the mouth off hand . A dismissal and a subtle knife A regret for the apathetic who have a change of heart on their death bed, lying there retasting brief moments life gave. Maybe you will call me in sincere apology . maybe you will or won't whatever.

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May 21, 2010

May 21, 2010 at 4:51 AM UTC

Whatever

whatever is definitely a passive aggressssive nuclear bomb when dropped out of the mouth off hand . A dismissal and a subtle knife A regret for the apathetic who have a change of heart on their death bed, lying there retasting brief moments life gave. Maybe you will call me in sincere apology . maybe you will or won't whatever.

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