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600 · Jan 2020
Prayers at Family Dinner.
Kyle McClure Jan 2020
a well liked man is a well cut ham,

bodies sitting around the dinner table,

the smell of salted snacks, cheap beer, and wine,

sibilance of love and reflection to pass the time,

curvature of lips in an upward spiral,

soft eyes, relaxed muscles,

sitting.


the wise lady walks in,

time to toss the sin,

a prayer for rainbows in stormy weather,

a prayer the same goes through with a warming sweater,

many minds converge as one,

to speak and think of love,

for one another.
To my wonderful grandparents and the teachings of love they have shown me over the years. Thank you.
303 · Jan 2020
Oasis.
Kyle McClure Jan 2020
bursted rocky ash,
streamers of magma flash their lights,
soft grass roots the back,
eyes lock spectrums of opacity,
dark matter is the curtain.

twitching leg muscles,
misplaced nerve endings,
electric waves pulse,
zapping harvest moon and man,
night is a double sided photograph,
dark and light,
boxed in, trapped, blind,
balance,
open windows, fields, signs,

cut tree frozen in freefall,
eternity seeing fake falling trees,
pressure cooker in the forehead,
explosive wired circuitboard,
cord pulled from wall,
freedom.
267 · Jan 2020
Trapped by Desire.
Kyle McClure Jan 2020
screen shocker,

clean talker,

no mean stalker,

fleece offered,

a peace offer,

so soft,

Unbothered,


chief taught her,

don't trust a falsified fabric,

that's when they stormed the gate,

swarms of locusts filled with hate,

it was too late,


blood painted the palace,

blood stain don't come out of,

carpets and drapes,

hate don't discriminate,

shows up in fleece falsified fabrics,

***** for the addicts,

*** for the nymphos,

message in a bottle,

floats swiftly across the ocean,

want and need,

words for devotion.


materially I see,

past the oak trees,

past you and me,

to a comfy new couch,


laying flat on my tummy,

stab the knife in my back,

my eyes were closed,

showered in roses,

blood red,

swells,

I'm dead.
Sorry for this one. It's dark but sometimes I like the dark best.
Kyle McClure Jan 2020
You died already,

The thing came and got you,

You're dead bro,

And this is the first thing you've read bro,

In your new life,

You should do right,

Trust in others and yourself,

Do well by the company you keep,

Don't stop at the beep,

Keep counting sheep,

Don't ask questions or the answers will surely make you lose sleep,

Just you be you, let me be me,

But inquire on me and I'll let you see,

The beast that killed you in your last life is the same one that's going to do you in,

If you keep losing focus on this moment, THIS moment you're in,

But if you can somehow keep it, ******* keep it I said, did you win?

Probably not cause I forced you to try and hold on to what you had not,

You can't hold onto a moment if you're really in the present then move on,

Keep moving, keep moving, keep moving,

Keep moving, keep moving, keep moving,

Don't stop moving, never stop moving,

Move forward,

Backward,

Sideways,

******* diagonal, your way or my way,

Just keep moving.
Don't ask.

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