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mark-weightman
listless & free.
Absent minded by my own volition. Warmly embrace mental attrition. State of rest is my mission on listless and free day hey hey! Big Bill a slingin' his heart chords Endless visions of bright sunny fjords sigh I am yet unescaped mind neatly taped to a lonely widowers table mind is unstable find an old drunkard untell this dark fable i cant sleep and im feeling... rrreaal tired. blank unaware can't help but stare into distance. I am absent
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Jul 31, 2015
Jul 31, 2015 at 12:50 PM UTC
Absentee
Ohhh! Take my heart and my soul! This is           Love on the Dole! and i'm down
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Jul 4, 2015
Jul 4, 2015 at 8:46 AM UTC
Job Seeker/Soul Lust Blues
...Coffee and peace may be neared, Petty obstacles to be cleared. Belated yet elated smell Those innocent roasted beans! 'Hi, How Are You?' I hope you do listen To that album. It's how I've been feeling.
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Jul 4, 2015
Jul 4, 2015 at 8:37 AM UTC
One More...
The skunky is funky No one I think is in my tree Loss of direction Which way is North
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Jul 4, 2015
Jul 4, 2015 at 8:33 AM UTC
Rhythmic Dance
There were multiple factors Working like tractors Load did not yield in my Psychedelic field Stimuli! Leave! So my soul can... retrieve Its original form
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Jul 4, 2015
Jul 4, 2015 at 8:30 AM UTC
High Street Bus Journey
To All Men Who Can: We must articulate our sorrow; find joy in the grief Call the resurgence when anguish is chief! Illuminate Dark Alley There is no finale But the ethereal timeless bliss              Return solemn calling of the moon, Return to the mother flowers in bloom Listless excursion Our soul's in aversion To the petty game we made Love be thine calling, Our souls are not falling to this Infatuous State of Sin
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Jun 29, 2015
Jun 29, 2015 at 8:49 PM UTC
Blazed Elucidation For The 'One Nation' Nation
From her neuroticisms I derive my witticisms. The soul wants to be, Mind fights to unsee The merry play before me Who shalt thou ask? Such an arduous task. Do what thou wilt... The honest Scotsman Lay bare his kilt
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Apr 30, 2015
Apr 30, 2015 at 8:17 AM UTC
Mother
Hello Mr Shroom man I ask you how things are Hello Mr Shroom man I ask how things should be You return to me with, 'Look, Inside yourself you're shook It's a reflection of the state Said shaking's shall negate The atrocity around...' sound '...How you choose to engage Your emphasis on form I'm sorry that's ok'
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Apr 30, 2015
Apr 30, 2015 at 8:07 AM UTC
Psilocybin Dream Day
To write, to write Yes these words do excite... A sleeping giant of sorts Whose brow has not been tested And how carefully invested - Scrambled verse is attested To a rhymic riddled head
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Apr 29, 2015
Apr 29, 2015 at 9:18 AM UTC
To Write?