richard-collier - Hello Poetry

Indeed, but who decided that? Oh I see; Would it make sense to say no? That's what I meant to say Indeed, I was thinking to blurt no (It may have been a question of whether you were a matter for howling or rejoicing) I will stay alive Divest! Lose the rest and conquer South by jest Stand proud and fresh, unfettered from contrive How else? That's what I hinted at: I'll stay alive That's what I meant- I mean to stay alive Indeed, like staying alone Staying indirectly; staying indecisive How but through deeds Can we move past the needs Manifesting via words - millions of words - (As we are leaving, time leaves us That's what I'm intimating) Staying somewhere oh yeah Just fine oh yeah I'll leave As soon as I do not have direction As soon as I know it's a problem. As soon as I am... awful ... Ah It is a badly smeared foundation Barely shabby management Indeed what I was portraying- (Feeling your potency and feeding equally Your proportional perversity for skin) Staying where oh yeah, oh yeah As long as it is there, ahhh... huh? Yes, I heard it's a bad habit (Shall I miss you at the bull's eye And **** brick-wall instead?) Building a dynasty of steps Toward the inevitable clash of flesh- Yours and mine Welcome to the Big Shade ******* out of serenade .... Colours left to fade (Well it's a bumpy breeze Maybe what I meant it to be Indeed to say I will not let you go- Well at least That's what I told you so) Not such a bad, bad thing You - healing little by little, your adversities for real It is not like I'll be brittle and It won't be such a long time No way- no need to worry It will not be such a bad thing: (I. Then no more I.)

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May 13, 2017

May 13, 2017 at 4:36 PM UTC

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Indeed, but who decided that? Oh I see; Would it make sense to say no? That's what I meant to say Indeed, I was thinking to blurt no (It may have been a question of whether you were a matter for howling or rejoicing) I will stay alive Divest! Lose the rest and conquer South by jest Stand proud and fresh, unfettered from contrive How else? That's what I hinted at: I'll stay alive That's what I meant- I mean to stay alive Indeed, like staying alone Staying indirectly; staying indecisive How but through deeds Can we move past the needs Manifesting via words - millions of words - (As we are leaving, time leaves us That's what I'm intimating) Staying somewhere oh yeah Just fine oh yeah I'll leave As soon as I do not have direction As soon as I know it's a problem. As soon as I am... awful ... Ah It is a badly smeared foundation Barely shabby management Indeed what I was portraying- (Feeling your potency and feeding equally Your proportional perversity for skin) Staying where oh yeah, oh yeah As long as it is there, ahhh... huh? Yes, I heard it's a bad habit (Shall I miss you at the bull's eye And **** brick-wall instead?) Building a dynasty of steps Toward the inevitable clash of flesh- Yours and mine Welcome to the Big Shade ******* out of serenade .... Colours left to fade (Well it's a bumpy breeze Maybe what I meant it to be Indeed to say I will not let you go- Well at least That's what I told you so) Not such a bad, bad thing You - healing little by little, your adversities for real It is not like I'll be brittle and It won't be such a long time No way- no need to worry It will not be such a bad thing: (I. Then no more I.)

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Pictures I will draw on you I am planning to Pay attention to fantasy Paint over jealousy Electricity is hissing (still siren-blue) Sparking to introduce us But it's a question of whether it is shame (Awful, uh huh) Or a hope to see you again (blah blah blah) Drawing on you- will it work? Let's get caught Planning to make it Aiming to pronounce it (I'm in baby, I'm in) I am burning the freeze Chewed out, pursued, ******* and subdued I am sinking, and like ******** Feeding the earth with mother-wit From which blooms blossom (awesome!) Start shaking before I even feel the breeze Introductions please, to please A brief crowd full of crap-infested chivalry (They are crawling, they are crawling, they are fraught; A brief wave then it's a crawl to nought.) Let's get caught baby, let's get caught Taking a bite Welcome to the Ball Share a beer; let's get hot (Shall we take a picture of our lewdest night?) Electricity is crawling to the bottom of the end Why do not you... ha ha ha I meant I don't know what it's like to be Signed in with Love And golden messages thereof (The world of plain water- no flavours No favours por favor for me.) Planning to image a crispy Fall- leaves Crashing to the shore That's where I live (Between the ocean and the dessert: sweet home On the exterior- toxic within the core.) If you can, scoop me up some give (I already took what I could take.) Gonna pick up the phone Planning to call you Planning to make a moment I'll draw (if you don't mind) I will buy into the dream (if you don't hesitate) I'll pick you up (if you'll be by my side- Is it not time yet for a ******** ride?) Let's get started Baby, I was annoying Toying... baby I was cloying, destroying (If you are my mate I am planning to sketch a moment. If you are my mate don't worry Approach me- slow devotion When every second is another decade Stretching the link in no discerning hurry; Approach me- ghost-like So only I can see you drawing near And only I can feel you deep, within And only I can clutch, hold dear The remnants of the breeze You leave behind If you do not mind, I will just let you know "Hello baby, hello!") Let's see if there are idiots; See if it's time to stop hijacking time (If you would like to make a lapse in rhyme?) Like, to talk about floating in painted scenes Hello baby- stop by and lie with me I will crawl on my side Please do not wake too soon Let me draw on you I will beget it; I will adorn you- We are engaged in courtship Most affluent, loquacious Sweet source of information Free from harshness; freed of scraps, Scarce lone sharks, a shiny coin A sharp-edged mannequin watching Dispassionate- We are a bulls-eye accident Awesomely lonesome... aye, aye.

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May 13, 2017

May 13, 2017 at 4:18 PM UTC

The crowd

Pictures I will draw on you I am planning to Pay attention to fantasy Paint over jealousy Electricity is hissing (still siren-blue) Sparking to introduce us But it's a question of whether it is shame (Awful, uh huh) Or a hope to see you again (blah blah blah) Drawing on you- will it work? Let's get caught Planning to make it Aiming to pronounce it (I'm in baby, I'm in) I am burning the freeze Chewed out, pursued, ******* and subdued I am sinking, and like ******** Feeding the earth with mother-wit From which blooms blossom (awesome!) Start shaking before I even feel the breeze Introductions please, to please A brief crowd full of crap-infested chivalry (They are crawling, they are crawling, they are fraught; A brief wave then it's a crawl to nought.) Let's get caught baby, let's get caught Taking a bite Welcome to the Ball Share a beer; let's get hot (Shall we take a picture of our lewdest night?) Electricity is crawling to the bottom of the end Why do not you... ha ha ha I meant I don't know what it's like to be Signed in with Love And golden messages thereof (The world of plain water- no flavours No favours por favor for me.) Planning to image a crispy Fall- leaves Crashing to the shore That's where I live (Between the ocean and the dessert: sweet home On the exterior- toxic within the core.) If you can, scoop me up some give (I already took what I could take.) Gonna pick up the phone Planning to call you Planning to make a moment I'll draw (if you don't mind) I will buy into the dream (if you don't hesitate) I'll pick you up (if you'll be by my side- Is it not time yet for a ******** ride?) Let's get started Baby, I was annoying Toying... baby I was cloying, destroying (If you are my mate I am planning to sketch a moment. If you are my mate don't worry Approach me- slow devotion When every second is another decade Stretching the link in no discerning hurry; Approach me- ghost-like So only I can see you drawing near And only I can feel you deep, within And only I can clutch, hold dear The remnants of the breeze You leave behind If you do not mind, I will just let you know "Hello baby, hello!") Let's see if there are idiots; See if it's time to stop hijacking time (If you would like to make a lapse in rhyme?) Like, to talk about floating in painted scenes Hello baby- stop by and lie with me I will crawl on my side Please do not wake too soon Let me draw on you I will beget it; I will adorn you- We are engaged in courtship Most affluent, loquacious Sweet source of information Free from harshness; freed of scraps, Scarce lone sharks, a shiny coin A sharp-edged mannequin watching Dispassionate- We are a bulls-eye accident Awesomely lonesome... aye, aye.

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One more instance of "Ha!" Her silence graced in magnitude- (Later morphing to gratitude.) How else can she get into me Without the getting out Risking messes Appearing crass Commonplace cranky consequence- (Arms-at-length-race mollases We’re speaking My tweaking- my leaking to the harem How the here and now is full Of legitimate - and within them Pleasurable - "food-porn droooooool!") “If you cannot bypass the mind and tell Of matters of the dark Then you cannot truly feast in me,”- says she (Hammering another nail to the coffin She'll later pry her way out of With bleeding finger-pincers.) And she knows well - Within the bleakness of her blinkers - I pay heed to the last line first (Like the best wine) Like the rest are but companions Empty canyons of thirst To pass through - read, though invisibly - Drunk in the abyss of her eyes To the point the crux- the joint Hanging off her lips (Methinks though She anoints too much My common face my everyman disguise) There’s a particular Bi-polar / bi-lingual / by the book Instance of crazy- where There’s no emoticon for her to say "Look! Look how you pained me - comic hero - By hook or crook, my balance again zero!" (... To date / Too late?) To state- quite unequivocally “You ****** me over Through your unpalatable impatience To glee your table- lover.” She stays in silence mode (This being her distraction / extraction Direction away from the pangs: Her skinny *** seeking my validation.) She made the reservation (I said I like to eat there often...) She paid for my libation (Her offering a generous concession!) She bade happy expression (Happily, I touted I’d partake there This day.) "Ole!" (No matter how ill-gotten How rotten the buffet affirmation- Just mind the cliches eh?) Eat! Drink! "Be (In the moment- Joyful in the scenes she paints Breathing in eucalypts and ferns And the blue haze of malcontent.) Merry." Days she provides the means: “Go, do, say, live- Big as the State you're in!” And I so go And I do things we both know And I am living at a table Where she does not partake /gestate The joy; (Too late - huh - to prostate my love.) When she can only pay the bill Before the meal Then skulk away- She no third wheel Conjugate; I no Achille's heel To virtually ***** and slay and say- "What if we-" ('We' at an impasse.) But then I sway I summon her via ether- choking Gasping for breath, evoking croaking "I need you to appear. My dear let's play!" Her magic wand, her bearer bond Her transfer again spawned (My avarice umpteenth reborn My hunger for the Big Pond Horn of Plenty "Hey!" day ‘Tween we- still.)

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May 13, 2017

May 13, 2017 at 7:22 AM UTC

On the house

One more instance of "Ha!" Her silence graced in magnitude- (Later morphing to gratitude.) How else can she get into me Without the getting out Risking messes Appearing crass Commonplace cranky consequence- (Arms-at-length-race mollases We’re speaking My tweaking- my leaking to the harem How the here and now is full Of legitimate - and within them Pleasurable - "food-porn droooooool!") “If you cannot bypass the mind and tell Of matters of the dark Then you cannot truly feast in me,”- says she (Hammering another nail to the coffin She'll later pry her way out of With bleeding finger-pincers.) And she knows well - Within the bleakness of her blinkers - I pay heed to the last line first (Like the best wine) Like the rest are but companions Empty canyons of thirst To pass through - read, though invisibly - Drunk in the abyss of her eyes To the point the crux- the joint Hanging off her lips (Methinks though She anoints too much My common face my everyman disguise) There’s a particular Bi-polar / bi-lingual / by the book Instance of crazy- where There’s no emoticon for her to say "Look! Look how you pained me - comic hero - By hook or crook, my balance again zero!" (... To date / Too late?) To state- quite unequivocally “You ****** me over Through your unpalatable impatience To glee your table- lover.” She stays in silence mode (This being her distraction / extraction Direction away from the pangs: Her skinny *** seeking my validation.) She made the reservation (I said I like to eat there often...) She paid for my libation (Her offering a generous concession!) She bade happy expression (Happily, I touted I’d partake there This day.) "Ole!" (No matter how ill-gotten How rotten the buffet affirmation- Just mind the cliches eh?) Eat! Drink! "Be (In the moment- Joyful in the scenes she paints Breathing in eucalypts and ferns And the blue haze of malcontent.) Merry." Days she provides the means: “Go, do, say, live- Big as the State you're in!” And I so go And I do things we both know And I am living at a table Where she does not partake /gestate The joy; (Too late - huh - to prostate my love.) When she can only pay the bill Before the meal Then skulk away- She no third wheel Conjugate; I no Achille's heel To virtually ***** and slay and say- "What if we-" ('We' at an impasse.) But then I sway I summon her via ether- choking Gasping for breath, evoking croaking "I need you to appear. My dear let's play!" Her magic wand, her bearer bond Her transfer again spawned (My avarice umpteenth reborn My hunger for the Big Pond Horn of Plenty "Hey!" day ‘Tween we- still.)

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It is amazing; awesome Is not it a-maze-zing? Awe in a moment sublime Something never wrong in time How divine the new prose- the pose! I want us to work great Gathered flotsam secreted in swathes- I want to know how mussy we stick I wonder often- awesome as it plays: Do you have wonder-full ideas With you in them- in the nick? I am looking forward to seeing you soon There are emotions owing on our faces- About wandering / stupendous views / tight spaces Yeah. It's a maze carved up with zing Ever going right In the wrong places

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May 12, 2017

May 12, 2017 at 7:13 PM UTC

WHICH IS IT

It is amazing; awesome Is not it a-maze-zing? Awe in a moment sublime Something never wrong in time How divine the new prose- the pose! I want us to work great Gathered flotsam secreted in swathes- I want to know how mussy we stick I wonder often- awesome as it plays: Do you have wonder-full ideas With you in them- in the nick? I am looking forward to seeing you soon There are emotions owing on our faces- About wandering / stupendous views / tight spaces Yeah. It's a maze carved up with zing Ever going right In the wrong places

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Might be... feverish Must be quiet (shhh!) Must be able to steal it; Make sure that you are hard No matter how hard it is- to be in Make sure that you are the one who does it Or the one who says it plain: "Abstain." It can be said it's true that love has guard And soars above the blue beyond And stares below at scattered debris simmering in veins- in unseen constellations: Wet eyes in waiting for Southern Skies. No matter how sad it is I am grateful No matter how sweet it is It's true that I cannot (not bite back) It can't be helped if the way you lose matures The thorny bush endures and No matter how lucky you are You get thorned when you give a **** Just as well Maybe a moment ago, maybe just Might be a nice thing / might be fine I wish, I wonder Might be sandy, warm, but oh well I wonder if it's mine Maybe no problem, would you mind? (Would you be nice?) Might be a fool to be the best / reckless To not be afraid Whether the morning sun is up Whether or not mistakes are made Whether it is a morning sun Whether your mind is tingling or afraid Love shan't be in a hurry Love may be the best I own Love may be the best I do Maybe in a state of mind but- maybe Not in a hurry but it's okay Would you mind? Would you be kind (And be you Velvety in disarray?)

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May 12, 2017

May 12, 2017 at 7:11 PM UTC

TEXTURES

Might be... feverish Must be quiet (shhh!) Must be able to steal it; Make sure that you are hard No matter how hard it is- to be in Make sure that you are the one who does it Or the one who says it plain: "Abstain." It can be said it's true that love has guard And soars above the blue beyond And stares below at scattered debris simmering in veins- in unseen constellations: Wet eyes in waiting for Southern Skies. No matter how sad it is I am grateful No matter how sweet it is It's true that I cannot (not bite back) It can't be helped if the way you lose matures The thorny bush endures and No matter how lucky you are You get thorned when you give a **** Just as well Maybe a moment ago, maybe just Might be a nice thing / might be fine I wish, I wonder Might be sandy, warm, but oh well I wonder if it's mine Maybe no problem, would you mind? (Would you be nice?) Might be a fool to be the best / reckless To not be afraid Whether the morning sun is up Whether or not mistakes are made Whether it is a morning sun Whether your mind is tingling or afraid Love shan't be in a hurry Love may be the best I own Love may be the best I do Maybe in a state of mind but- maybe Not in a hurry but it's okay Would you mind? Would you be kind (And be you Velvety in disarray?)

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No way, no way It doesn't sound like that It doesn't matter much What the cat says to the bat No no I can't say *** for tat No way / No way, it's awful but ohhhhhhhhhh! It's awesome, it's awesome, it is a shy- That's it. (That's it!) It's a sly weapon ahhhhhhhhhh... An awesome-shabby thought, is it not? Throbbing, the fantasy gone mad. Do you really think Formless kisses go unseen? It's not easy to admit I miss- (What I have not laid hands upon) Or it's such a bad bad thing- okay It may not be easy to delay it No way / I cannot do it (He who guides forbids me to it) ... What the cat says to the bat Ohhhhhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhhhh... Cursed be fate, not ever that!

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May 12, 2017

May 12, 2017 at 7:03 PM UTC

CURIOUSER

No way, no way It doesn't sound like that It doesn't matter much What the cat says to the bat No no I can't say *** for tat No way / No way, it's awful but ohhhhhhhhhh! It's awesome, it's awesome, it is a shy- That's it. (That's it!) It's a sly weapon ahhhhhhhhhh... An awesome-shabby thought, is it not? Throbbing, the fantasy gone mad. Do you really think Formless kisses go unseen? It's not easy to admit I miss- (What I have not laid hands upon) Or it's such a bad bad thing- okay It may not be easy to delay it No way / I cannot do it (He who guides forbids me to it) ... What the cat says to the bat Ohhhhhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhhhh... Cursed be fate, not ever that!

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Alright- as it is Abrasive I see; I am sorry I seek / I am afraid / I am worry Indeed it is somewhat- It is somewhat sharp As long as it is far A fleshy bubble; trouble in a cup Stubble on a cheek Chin somewhat roughed up And two-dimensional Creases in a dress Confess The unquotable mess I see; alright I'll freeze it As it is / alright It is somewhat light And porous as the breeze Very easy to grasp Whether or not it is night Fantastical; somewhat acute Tongues tied in symmetry and tune Majestical (As long as it is / we are far) Over the rainbow on the ocean Away from shores to walk alone In unison / alone. Far From The Great Divide.

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May 12, 2017

May 12, 2017 at 7:01 PM UTC

OVER. THERE

Alright- as it is Abrasive I see; I am sorry I seek / I am afraid / I am worry Indeed it is somewhat- It is somewhat sharp As long as it is far A fleshy bubble; trouble in a cup Stubble on a cheek Chin somewhat roughed up And two-dimensional Creases in a dress Confess The unquotable mess I see; alright I'll freeze it As it is / alright It is somewhat light And porous as the breeze Very easy to grasp Whether or not it is night Fantastical; somewhat acute Tongues tied in symmetry and tune Majestical (As long as it is / we are far) Over the rainbow on the ocean Away from shores to walk alone In unison / alone. Far From The Great Divide.

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Yeah yeah yeah I will hear from you and / or / and / / / / / / with you Jackets flung on your branches; hair awry, mussed up I will comment about it (I'm gonna drink spiked yackety yack) Giggles. Jackets gone, jealousy comes Cookie journey here and there You are the jar-full never known half-empty Juggling jerky perky jingles- lines ever single (Funny Big Gag Bag of lol) Brimming with oddities and chocolate chips (I will kick you to where the words are satin ah huh!) Let's comment / hey / why not. Strike not the lizard my wizard- Strike this book- but don't cool it from hot For I will drink and I will dry it I do not want it left (de)composing Shut- obsolete and unimposing I'm going to write with flesh and silken ties- (And a lucky-horned side-brew I do not like to spill on you) So I will spoon it, sip, sip, swipe the eyes; I will comment / I will drink it / I will try it / Will I not? I'm going to speak like I'm an autumn leaf shrilly falling Yelling calling to the tree of thought- of nought Swaying in circumstance- until my voice is stalling till "I will write it I will spill it I will shine I will I will I will!" You are the ground I fall upon with Each new leaf crashing each coffee still.

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May 12, 2017

May 12, 2017 at 6:56 PM UTC

TREE IN NEED

Yeah yeah yeah I will hear from you and / or / and / / / / / / with you Jackets flung on your branches; hair awry, mussed up I will comment about it (I'm gonna drink spiked yackety yack) Giggles. Jackets gone, jealousy comes Cookie journey here and there You are the jar-full never known half-empty Juggling jerky perky jingles- lines ever single (Funny Big Gag Bag of lol) Brimming with oddities and chocolate chips (I will kick you to where the words are satin ah huh!) Let's comment / hey / why not. Strike not the lizard my wizard- Strike this book- but don't cool it from hot For I will drink and I will dry it I do not want it left (de)composing Shut- obsolete and unimposing I'm going to write with flesh and silken ties- (And a lucky-horned side-brew I do not like to spill on you) So I will spoon it, sip, sip, swipe the eyes; I will comment / I will drink it / I will try it / Will I not? I'm going to speak like I'm an autumn leaf shrilly falling Yelling calling to the tree of thought- of nought Swaying in circumstance- until my voice is stalling till "I will write it I will spill it I will shine I will I will I will!" You are the ground I fall upon with Each new leaf crashing each coffee still.

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You are awesome You are awfully up or down Shall we clutch? Then it's a shy frown And it's a shabby shame I will wake the birds They are barely screeching It will be a screech indeed Just a crazy race around the floor Around the corner Around the map I walk Around the crowds The only people those in rags The screeching friends A scintillation of the flesh Yet they are rough It's a crazy ******** picture: The flying birds around the razor shimmer A frisky fleece now shorn ****** The floating plumage of the sister Everyone is rough Altered by everybody else Rocks and a crazy breeze around us It's been sweet Squabbled frowns off the floor Singing around us The screeching scintillating people Singing apart Then the false raising of a floating voice The funny fools singing about the trash The screech scattered around It's faulty; it's obsolete. It's gotten stupid Got a burn but the gut's rubbed raw Got stuffy but got strewn about I got stuck but I got struck too late; The scarlet satin about to be scattered Got struck; got a bad character; got a bad grip It's been strewn around us Now the scenery is rough Bins stinky with dismantled hearts Swaggering in vain Everything rubbed to a high shine Everything to hide behind But a stray smile but a hahaha A bad story but a hahaha A struggle but a stray cat Sweet as usual But a struggle / but stinky / but a hahaha Array of ******* bins Waiting collection As birds swoop screeching And pick at debris And nibble on us.

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May 12, 2017

May 12, 2017 at 6:25 PM UTC

OUT EAST

You are awesome You are awfully up or down Shall we clutch? Then it's a shy frown And it's a shabby shame I will wake the birds They are barely screeching It will be a screech indeed Just a crazy race around the floor Around the corner Around the map I walk Around the crowds The only people those in rags The screeching friends A scintillation of the flesh Yet they are rough It's a crazy ******** picture: The flying birds around the razor shimmer A frisky fleece now shorn ****** The floating plumage of the sister Everyone is rough Altered by everybody else Rocks and a crazy breeze around us It's been sweet Squabbled frowns off the floor Singing around us The screeching scintillating people Singing apart Then the false raising of a floating voice The funny fools singing about the trash The screech scattered around It's faulty; it's obsolete. It's gotten stupid Got a burn but the gut's rubbed raw Got stuffy but got strewn about I got stuck but I got struck too late; The scarlet satin about to be scattered Got struck; got a bad character; got a bad grip It's been strewn around us Now the scenery is rough Bins stinky with dismantled hearts Swaggering in vain Everything rubbed to a high shine Everything to hide behind But a stray smile but a hahaha A bad story but a hahaha A struggle but a stray cat Sweet as usual But a struggle / but stinky / but a hahaha Array of ******* bins Waiting collection As birds swoop screeching And pick at debris And nibble on us.

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