Mean Green And Holier Than Thou

Anesthetize after thoughts
We all share a nice fool well enough - getting paid for it,
****'s really together
Yet vow a disheveled twilight rose
Content to drive the  mirror off,
Our say hi extremities reach out for a touch
of affection from piles of shells,
A dune- allows
From the world, a great team "thank you", mister dog
Let's discuss our goals, I hate when it's about losing ****
this and that duh de duh de duhn can be all you want
In your hand you have the paths of patience  
Summon you know who you are confused folklore
Because valid is an idea if you choose and take it
Individuality has a door
Rather than screens and apropos
happens in one's lifetime
Just so...trying a gnarly crayon and another around the neck for me... oh and it's not when and if ... it's all been there
The shortest plane ride in question
**** me if I don't like flying it's as  if  
tiger talking to a cat assures a let go slur in the air
Yes ailerons and conversions LA to  New York new brainiac commercial very good for relaxing young Eugene
Swoop through available chains!
A fin surfaces it's your bout with fever *******
relax as magical power gets underway
Until then you can push your way through
and punish the rescuer
A pretty good question it is... the killing game  show
was rather apathy saying no I'll do it... let a little grin
The family sit down probably it's only Thanksgiving every year
Funny every Thursday evening spiritually
you're a solid helper
Listen to the goals of old hacking dreams
Allow them above all, above, soar... score goals then play around in a dream mockery superlative reality
Return to 24 hour a day show chauvinist radio, cut the costs
regroup here, say it as genuflect style trying a hotel
No requirements here... for you have a clerk disease...who can stamp the world? Then every city with a paper judge?...
Supposedly people see who and  what is trying to be free... as a war does?  A taker sounds  fun, the pain in reverse of the word
Boo! Looks as if that little wasabi swash ****** over the terror of an international inversion warning label
Maybe their into hiding from what they think are the answers...
As is anybody most obviously however
Or perhaps, even, it's about quizzes happen quickly... as it is one must explain deficient.. which was the way we were

when you know
your love is
an eternal truth
then
What does it take ...?
if waterfalls break...
if sensations wince killing all hubris as enigmatic
what love does it take to satisfy...
the worlds quest for unceasing champions form of *******
if she lay in her state of life lifeless what breaths do I breathe
to bring all of Merdith's fascinating luscious contempt for weakness back to life?
All shadows shade in with a darker charcoal of tones bearing dismissal and denial
Yet all fast connecting brilliances
sunshine mornings and
debts of pride
for having cost a moment
too much to be without love;
cost absu the valiance
cost grace killing friends
and bounty of creations
Is this unsupined is a sophistry to furthest deny
or the plain real...
contemplations that deliver only
  the furthermost pronounced civility
   of heavy burdens of love
To an azure sky and emerald home
     with wife and children

These are the worst.. shoes, consciousness, and faith
This is the cursed mind at the behest of deviled skewer

These are the laments from the distance to enthronement
that destiny exalted that steps procured

But together the scant fortune their guise and reference frames
Case our modest habitual in vernal vanquished realm of Hell

These and to deserve are actions by an undetermined yet surely higher front of the best of entities,
those that lean to cleanse the refined immersion of ones soul spent

The case of higher impositions led to higher gleans
The closed minded fictions from non material heroes...- beings
I am scolded nye by the godless fanning from nuances of deprived emaciated doldrums
And the truth that seeks to better us all sits at the door step as easy easily as original soul solutions

Waiting till days are gone
endowments slipping so vain and cold
into estuary of sins
Why can I not make more of vanity's destiny
from fear's face and/ facts to me
Could it be dismissal, a desperation, a joyous clouded spring equinox?
Not go further than the darkest case for inside... insipid flack...
from all revryie/ God's creation
Why then denial & distain for the princesses stats that weans from
the subtitled shirts?
Because the ground is below and the sky is above oh the strength of destiny is all that I could've learnt!
Mother frantic daughter festers deliverance glassy and new the
plate of imitations dogma excepting don of more esoteric Freudian
hues.

​NOTE: Because it isn't lucrative the use of green energy hydrogen has been denied!



I can't impress upon you the dour sense and the earthen dire needs
Endure the countless reflections of those who plead
Yet what really is cost versus hydrogen acclimation and engines
The truth is denial of what we have and denial of how to save the future
January the month that begins the calendar year
Yet in synchronous affectation the turn from evil burn and the money greed denial to exchange draws ever near

What simple and grand primitive beings could create and bestow the
feckless money mongers who don't change the system
may be the ones which end history with the title of those
"who are the least to know"

The simple of all in life is all, yet formed, unreal
The only safe clause, and effect, is the metamorphosis, reform
To free, I'm divided, no Saturn or galaxy... science and physics map
Now forever each thought torn, inventor of terrorists, all life is corrupt
Unto these never seeing, never costing
Unto the environ in betrayal, the rainbows of science lie
And a ruff land causing our dire revolted theories, and land
No, an announced ferocity, sinners of dark gangs begin...
One, our dream, left to live another
No life set to desist by the fire
One place ever you'll avail, within
In life we **** and trust to endure and prevail.. this is the
ending of innocence...
I was never nested by heroes, turned by prayers for the first
beast of life that lasted for years
Still.. lest all brand of sins in time form in chaos
Never-ending fortresses laugh with those treasures of gold
Asking of body- fears for the sovereign chill of no attack
The sad free posting interdimensional waves with countless legends told

Fight for the reasons and living on freedom
Cold dreams allure of treachery ever causing certainty and awe

In yesterday there's love and deities, assailable no place, but spells
Sanity rare, a crashing jail which beckons the leathur and lights that ****

If you wish.. and with thanks for the demesne, visions halt
and measures change
Though, no preacher or audit could ever occlude more than
the less that's only pretend

So today though we're leaving no soundings lost inside a revival
symphony at no cost
A world realizes the rate & return on shores of demise decry
I'm alive.. I am the lost
Then as a demon snatching the tunes that we dance with tomorrow
In a light of travesty an evil expresses satisfactions of the hollow
No way to deny, I've taken medicine my only resolve
No place to defy, I'm in a world made of lies as we strike
the surface un defied
So the real rolling extolling tar on the fairies
now of lost virtue
Creates a cry of the seasons and the remastering of the
net of our dark castle
Go now with a reason as exhorted for the ever crawling dark
Now that the newer have no fears, the spurious magics shall be cast and found
No fear, never a day, -I've taken a synched phony absolve

Nature's lore for Satan is no more.. -there's no place for God or one another

We're in a world made of lies as we attack the surface to remain alive

Always A Step Away

Had a second chance for love...
it's now I'm gonna show you another little trick
That's pain, it's a bunk serious, not above slab-
& skunk assesses book when it exists
The one answer for me and my chick
Could've magically- using type set applied
naïve pork chop for cooking of Italian reprise
Yet a good way to begin with new awards, all conceded,
is people deserved to be attacked, alas learned to lighten up

Oh hey, can Heaven not connect an assist?
Make sorcerers snag in and between it,
my embodiment as a king charles... does kiss
With giggles so clever, its on all the towne's mind,
as you wipe off a sweat of your total control
Be still- have no comprehension of the luscious war-
panzers that defined; a bid brown empires unbroken as a bid ,of corn,
your status climbs, the Matterhorn's threatening one's soul

Oh players oh puppets, interpret shall we,
the punished equivalent of the moments they bring
Oh stand and oh hopes wonder alive... of a person who
whined and then wished for any birds of nature to sing
Peculiar though the work and a perfected
society may be
All I've got to usurp the momentum
is the vehement speeding strike
of shallow stated
"mutual nicey"

A Pterodactyl a predator using vicious sites  
Wings opening and closing like the verses of the emaciated
     sweeping dreams under a rug through all nights
Stretching claws the talons so strong and pure
    Pleads of the nascent young the innocent fodder for the taking
        Billowing religious signs just as injustices ring from the
              clash of striking nails pulling blood from the victims
Learned ones stray from their holy path as the Godless skies
    soon reform into the sensory of loss from all deepest depths
Old are now trying to be young and the young freeze in their own tracks as an ancient force delivers more than they can find in the pleadings of an iconoclast
Hold still little worthless free born soul drat and confusion have taken control!
If we are the mighty and finding ever elations in new innovations?

Then why are the devastations of all environments and the rapturous claws of evil death our only call our only renditions of a future deigning its conditions?

[note cuit can be acronym for coded user interface test or
a supposedly obsolete term for new wine boiled down]

I can Re- void
I emotions Run
Thorium arrives into the Re-murked
Subsisting dealt blazes Fortunes
Spells words announced Delusions
Baffled alights Under
Summons Cuit
Children
As you sit on bananas everywhere
A manticore kills your **** it *** face/ life
The arrival of the mystic soups 5 super spicy what else?
King jerold there's too much saint francaise this ****** *****
Yeah you're maybe a winey oven of fakeysz
Jailed money with a walkie talkie
Alphabet scores 2 more than antebellum
I can Re-void
Whiney delusional hate children will **** again.....

[look sorry i know this is pretty strange but when
i read it frankly it cracks me up]

Black Magi you've leant a kiss
Failing and harrowing is the excuses stashed
Bravery then compels beasts and the society into... trying...

That reformation of the tradition, even, the ATF itself - lay, in fact, forty years from the effort
& sassy so much of denial, in a Chevrolet, a hallow sausage,
lies made made popular by MacDonalds?

Now maybe we see...

Chaos forms order,& splinters of governments- cast & mock
an eternal war

Yet the 2nd disgrace buttress  then  3 licks of the fallible, maybe become 1 are  scaring the youth into impression of priests,
and the visions of one place sufferance to suffocate into puppets of one

Magic, magic universal, sweeking into a swoop or a perceiving of justice with each beef as small time pretties and big time scales, adjusts each cream cheese sandwich every week into existence conclusions forgone

But if you had to sway and bemoan endless dying flailing arms trying to gesticulate the savior, the demons, and the masses imemmelteph sausage paffys to be...

Then hopes for the future is as simple as that
which is part of you and me!

Tis Best to Find A Book Not Graceless Netflix
Snickle it snuck by the text of tickety tucked
Burmese and Maine **** Panther and Typhoon
The guise of the ill imbrications of tiles of lore
Betwixt the center and cast aghast into the seas on naught
Sheilds fell short and velocity of the beast did comport
Thee with little hope of finding truth or vanquishment or champion lore..
At behest of the demons the civility once again was swept out the door
I have not braver notion than the jasmine and fools language
Yet distinguished are the bedfellows that save us they fight the truly savage!
With nor Godless notion
nor piety in tow the folks amassed to have a go!
"I can accept only an acumen and candor from the least of the less to
the greatest of all angels that upon grace I swear!"
They had decreed in the hope of making past dilemmas
But the unctuous beacon the Harold of evil the overpaid and underscored rose again
As faith had put it they were stifled not by nuance or systems
Only the deafness and the undertow that had created
  an egocentric and thoughtless causeless follow through.

Riddle of  tender sword of sirens get one hassle
and sell one tassel of the obviation inside the ritual
An enemy revolves around gluten free rotini
cold vinegary in the street
Should silence and the Angels tracing the wounds
affect such frustrations
Simple skates ruley plates fooly mates now
foully help awaits impressions
A world arcane belittled by dendrites
reaching Holochron 5k digital worlds
Trivial sights and meanings and rites
so incapable of singing the truth hymn
No inside the ease of emblazed endemic isoparametric systems
Burning bright the sensations halt
And now only the guilt of revenance calls

What once was the deviation of glass
on cascade of starlight glitter
Is once and justly brought still deadened
careening as diamonds of flailing elliptical

In space vaulted from just one presence or thought of ambition now realizing their avenue of dissentions
We're older we feel dolt deft cries and answer their call/
when young shock and visions scathed but never truly challenged

Awaiting a victory the train mesmerizes yet mulls over betrayal once again for the lightened
Hope for a pittance of one touch of decency throughout eternity asks not ask not
which person should be so bold as to ask

Not that calamity awaits all friends and fortunes
only that see ones resolutions as leaning to truth not limited Introscopic nervous entranced Beelzebub twisted of cosmetics
the matrons dear yasmin dreary brevity
glorious paths for pain painted

What begins alone must end with companion not haste to forget how many paths of darkness the judas soul has climbed
And now together now all beings
we must hail and bring green visions to the sky

By the glassy sense of real visions the yearning turns all senses astray
By the Moonglow of the strange begotten creatures the flow light and dark stay
In the holds of free olde and new, inside golden cause are effects sold yet true
I shall survive I mightier than the yearning of fate lost in shadows
I greater strengths.. inside of me the valor builds the juncture instills the yielding maleficence allows
Am I clout a clouded close minded flock of never ending wrens wreathed in satin virtue begins then ends
Like virtue I have a place to begin yet like pariahs I include the worst from that witch began
Losing touch from the life of innocence losing trains of thought from the child who's fantasies began all this
I shall run I can dance I shall dash passed the spirits that wished I'd gone away
I might pray I might dance then prance upon the eternity of the celebrations
I in valor hold I must sing true
All in luster the virtues strange worlds true
in magic's scintillations help me for then I must declare!

See if the first was fear
Until that last was supermarket beer
The buttress is golems and frights and fomentation in lacey tights
Body lowers as girth widens
but that's physics
only spiritually
it will always be
the other way round inimically 'apprise them'
As standing tall is subterfuge
And as time is wasting and the waist it is defying
It is all undue

& either flowery bowery butchery cynical slithery maniacal
Co eccentric-cism caught the common cohabitation
Tarnish on the door of morn and in night
Or on another day of looking at tattered floors debuted so sinister
yet book end dull receding is
Candle light
The flickers in brain wish wash and forlorned
then senses inane
and finnigan begin again
What else can one say?

Your commitment too horizontal
to reach the land of the rising Asiatic Bear
Uhn Uhn wind of looks rather than being there
  does wash away why we were there

Though a thought to think of those who have fallen
The images of spell and the worst crime of all

Thou hasth what though hasth
  but no morsel of promised honor

Each holding on to pain, versions of fear, crying, and death

Misfortune a form of sorrow, but emotion sails away
Eternally the eternal
Calls for life, birth, self impressed, that happiness is not death's bane

Enemies watch joy and derogatory societal sense of laws
And they challenge the power, for that which wins
  refrains because a-wonder of who's joy

There's no place for evil of the demonistic flaws
or misinformed attempts at humor

For the pain that begins what crescent  wanes  syzygy
is a hope knowing that pain is confrontation and goals
  and accomplishments advenire at the door

note...this is someone speaking at me

What shall I the mighty chi bring the you the chunt this time?
Would you like to dream we're in a movie on a couch perhaps?
Or were nightmares too much a part of you and this which is mine
that I bring sings of much untrue
... too different a tune
That touching the twists in the road led to forked tongues
When the truth of deserving better haunts all you do
You can't accept the gift of life that delivers more ease
and class than you
Done with your luck because even if you owned your own pond
   you couldn't figure out how to **** a duck
  or sew mittens or sings songs
and on and on and on
Quoi(what) twa? Little needy vices turn cooly boy munchkins into
molly jumbled ripped up torn about scratchy bopped bumpkins
Coyote hosiery got coquettes working the windows
   of your soul again dreamer
Lights out vicious confused bishop...
   of freedoms true reign my... black satiny sheets
of mine their a' plenty of stains
So I ask you again, if you please, in all sincerity
What should make disambiguation of
the solipsism that is your only sensation?
Joy stampedes rain, summer in the southern hemisphere or maybe
You should stay in your place set for a man that can watch from afar
as the spin class whip and pipes of unknown undergrounds each and every furthest extreme form
And continue to bounce(as my ****) the days to night and the avenues of extreme are really nothing more than
The view of a sky with  Santa Ana breezes light, as I the foxy,
watch the morning sun...alight...  as I am, light and perfect
Another day to make gist of your black magic and all that you've done

Though you believe what undulated sense;
  front for the sorrows you hold
Immediate hallow holds
  of the voracious viable virtues you've known
Lies in the first step; a divination, on the worlds of freedom hacked,
  led astray
These folds of belligerent eternity  viable,
  hurt now kills enviable struts of moments delay
Am I death cause and curses, fellowship of hope returning
Or am I darker practices of a church denials, a bleak future
the worth for chains deliverance, nuance performing. blatant reality
   chasing hearth of platitudes of redemption...
What I have done? I will claim... let the Gods of
deterrence, fate and light, they may deny
That I holding a future, for my own sense of avail,
may withhold the affirmations the golden hues the springtime glory of all that remains,- in the ever truth is the altar of truth
.... Thus all that I've

Go to astringent hurled globs from killing viscous slop
The gaul if believed comes from the hearts inside cuts bruises and a broad scoff
Little prancing feet are the guilt and glee yet un fortuitous of the be all of deathly infinity
Old seeing eyes yearning for pancake morphing clarity
Live un calmed by the unclarity, the wilted force of downed dandelions and squashed dreams
What little I could claim to elevate still languishes in the unknown
For senses are not direction and habits are retro dysfunction full blown
Center your courtship finely crafted thinly set close minded abominations
As the ***** tightens the justice from ethereal destinations glosses over and you begin to believe your annihilation
Lude acts voracity pompous foes glassy couture freezes and begins once more
Can you believe that sands and forest, oceans and stream are behaving in synch with the world of next generation dreams
Or are you part of the cause and effect spillway a fink and a rat Sporadic memories are conclusive the  future shall remember you as that  
No cause for devolved world where special lives are cast to poverty that smiles in the new American systems for the grande scope of
jimmying the media ******* means...you shall rest on your silken pillows so clean
While the fishes rot the skies turn to brown in a pallor of drastic debased ******* scatter rashes burning lungs and causing health deprivation
The stupid pastimes become picnics in dust and the one free will for all and a self choice becomes oxygen masks on the denial nation

Drifting out across eternities there's no reason for the implied meaning...
Of the one soulless window relegating
Virtue to impress a, soulful asunder, guardian of the depraved
For that virtue binds the integral fascination
To review any principle within.. that moment ...
Therein spineless front which denigrates
Onto a microfiche when the whole of erroneous examplature
Accessible is our landscape shouldering the yearning for
the violent outbreak
A leaf a shrub a vine and rivers only hassles any one
persistence knows of the sort
(brake)
Exemplification drenches furrows of enlightened, this apogee
sent not for the gender or of race
Or what makes comprehension before it?!
The fascinations of factions of persons who believe, endure
Self taught reasons, a face for arguing, rather than beseech they atone to learn
What central devolving fresh thought hinders the use of such philosophy?
The negative review of the very exchange, rapine, when found is virtue of altruistic and proud epiphany?
One may wished to have claimed afore as necessity...
Avenues of negativity suspend course!
and excessive janitorial clumsy virtue transcends!
For lack of suave ambitious truth the negativity turns to supersedent personal...
strength... that RENDERS

Must we all be born, previously a zygote and more through
friction busters whether(strike the lustors) the minds or bodies of...
... ... ...
... the front end
blasphemous
fender
******!

Winters Not Nice

Mud sluffing around disgrace
a broken gullet hooked from lack of distinctions

The undulations for slowly meticulous life remains
on eyes ears and moods- with life

Listless yet frantic verve squeals at lower than average temperature
that spell deadly cold

Cauldron of rot you're now the freezing tempest of consciousness

Dimmed by agoraphobia the license to harangue all
flies from the Fahrenheit zero and below

I am a faction of seekers who pray to be allowed into the gracious realm
....a season is that...

But the only way forward is to push Earths tilt to the other half....
and that ends that!

Delicate Truths May be

Wings slip...
Wings slip and flap,
undersetten or with a twinkle,
  Twenty memories: a statue that's governing

Icons yearn
yet this platter, as the Tea Tree,
disseminates  scents for reality is of realms

This Hearth is set with invocations
and a summons to transfer
Wild Moon jive from Saints with answers
          
    To a wandering exculpated eye, it winces
     To weakness which exposes & affirms, the mint

That's the sort - memories, free thought,
From personal thought to zero signals...

Which of all this  places a tangent on panache on the path
  of our war field's signals...?

It's unjust to allow victory with allegory of causes and victory's style

Vices as a newbie, like chocolate's reaches and stretches
                                  &
reaching the great move and groove titles
to simply include that  on the inside, all thoughts, are messages of reason, satisfaction
and against all odds.
Now therein lays, factual chains, be they of... death eternal, decisions to decision or innate toast to freedoms
Well are all and any of all beings may emote, a wit thereof
Sixty years viewing the simulacrum the wrongs, reasons

Yet levity and acumen and even mere variance
ever intentions could take
forever the grandest stand
Yet throughout this self judgment real disturbance, fomentation,
and being vociferous  

Spikes so nervous, only still, the Machiavellians  pound and plan

Time, it could take awhile
As you look more inward,
  waiting for prosperity
    asking what can you question?
This reveille yet twisted spine
   yet sometimes the best intentions
      yes listen to friends
         some of memories imbrication applies
Alone lost forever fought off nothing
Case and detractions concentric highway
ad hominem sub rosa nearing reality's judgment
dysphoria now lights vacant display of glorious gusts of
reflections from child to adult now back inside ether plane sans the dusts of destruction of the time oneself remembered what lays paths  as of inversion can alight bounties of criticism

Waiting for a war could be the make up of you
Asking for the style of toasted chips chains and whips
be more you
Yet inside the tunnel of fun the banal seeking mug
is never a deference for seething inside is self forgiveness
The lights you thread states streaking faster
to satellite then to satiate the falling fist
Of all humanity's brutality the devils are well met
as you lay and decompose in sin
The messes made of ginned up country sentiment as if from dignity
Your predilection for face is only simpleton vanity
as always it's what you anchor between you and me
Here this now what now is a force as the flag up the gripping girders
Preened per pound and pasteurized by demi goddess hope here
queens who sing of flesh who're only as an entity that vows
Touch the answers for in the end the people you claim to protect
will dismiss call out and take
The last blade falls and with you all and your likeness adores accredits oh so cajoles

Desperations promises perpetual ingratiations poverties hells

... my own two cents.. however it's not really a poem


First and Last An Environmental Rant

Firstly i'll be sending the takeaway to the last place
on Earth you'd expect....
The end of reason and the beginning of industry
So there one can be the first to fly float ***** and sing and much more in space
Once the era ends the last laugh shall be on anyone for they have
survived the vicious blow of pollution...
Wait that's endearing, even wise beyond years
That last step of pollution voided!
Who'd of thought?
How do "we" think about it?
To make progress and refurbished green and blue forests and waters
Perhaps everyone's best ideas
Firstly and Lastly

Files and folders- the Djinn and should we whelp?
the show has little purse for olders
What if its a trial, the young mock the one,
that skacks, when ale and saffy zing are the one?

Oh and that's not rather peachy, lily lithely matters,
and at the slip tongue the slap,
reality informs don't talk back

And thus any other force of reality,
perhaps is void, the cultural impurity,
it's deception they divinate on the impure
with aggressive discoveries
which might and mist at anytime say
I and I the holy I have seen and tasted that
which ye had, and make for rounds so sure,
to play my sanity as the fealty,
There's only the one...
then as it slips, what can one say, the femmes pop!
and they see it has a taste of sounds- for the civil.
You and them their all about pranks as you!
Places that understanding works words they scatter then reopen

As honey and reticence of the Witch, which everyone's former lords claim to own
This presuming light is pretty, makes not so much as a stitch in the running quilts
of time and the so pretty!... as what thy's Mary pushed and pressed into
awaiting war derivatives, malevolence and regress....

Then and now
my knife work was fully done
/ no rational texture, no performance,
for the play had been begun and won!

Now and Now not Then Yet, No! The twinkle that feaks off the emirate strain of pacified (pacific)
Phones, drops, lives, through every self vision of windows

Into a place which does displace my sanity and every sound!

To truly have sentient validations or to believe in thoughts that might mystify or make eccentric dreams a reality

Services and demeanor and clouded judgement of the askance world of armistice eternal

    may take a turn

More over false identities proven from one's mirrored look at self identity

Senses degrade, eternity splays the convictions of the absurd you once believed after they were heard

and frail thoughts turn and turn as they burn

Acceptance of well fought ideals breathe life both quickly and slowly into you

What wise distances' once imposed now narrowly escape a belligerence at the door

Look abright full of colors directed at the sun and yourself

into severe torrents of endurance and hate you find the realms

All worlds seek haste and make for hopes of a divine perception

Yet alone we find our souls enduring until vanity and deliverance

take hold of perceptions

The skethertyne bullet into ghosts and darkly knights...

This is the usual sell, senses, a zecher deniably so.

Waning hues of free life justify the hate, which cries alight.
Funk dusty double tone shelves/ funky trace  rounds of grace ensight-
Who shall call? Who shall hear?
What can I believe? Fear is the right.
Edifice; sense feelings fear and senses, aerial winding admiral Piett.

Watch oh' soul  the lavers... the freak real wrought iron, humbled's and stows....

Drench the ghastly hope with all  en masse & bludgeoning fights.
And now the duty evanescence feaks/ the fickle on mirror/more omitted doors/ and as so... the godly shows!The killer's rites!

Nothing eternal as the sentry of thoughts
surfaced with course memos
under trees were branches
while the terse sky
imposes roots from hell
older yearly wanton grueling haughty suppressed
breaking from sundown
Into 3 fingered humanoid flickers of empathy
or simply understanding
as the drain on alacridity
sends drudge of depression new flights
Light the strolls encase the toes
running brave yet stamper out cursive strokes of the body
staked for xerox belay on heavens on belay
Only without your senses
forces fraught jasmine glops of Freon jolts
collected by gutter fed demi cost frequency more or less
Another evening years stretched by
glassy faith cut with fire cool waters
doubtless familiars
yet never understanding as the dreams never arrive
They juxtapose should I be sunk or
I weeds assail oiled by grease of existence
fall into another blank reality of holding
who calls a namesake and savior
Or can be fraught conscious marks
alight on scratches metaphysical
continue the dance
to avail for there's an awe omnificent Empress

I'm askew sketched with knowledge only
a bird of prey terse ambition and pollution through my eyes
when I dip below love of Heavens visage I am become a beautiful snowy mountainside

Depth of simple satisfactions, depth of hues of machinery, almost Machiavellian through the skies
few scant glimpses see me denying the green that need be
And when I touch the farm skulkery ethanol trampled & prevailed zero carbon trail
I am the last strain for hope the tree of human civilizations mentality

So you're, so young the Earth subsides for the minds that shall
reign across galaxy so easily as the sky above, or does it?

We drench our sorrow in hopes of tomorrow, perhaps
drowning a dream in overcoming unscrupulous monopolies,
playing a duplicitous game...

Or perhaps do we drink of a better tomorrow, factories and, machines, not shallow
and ascend in a drunken essence of what the real Earthen throws ...have to offer!

Heavens's Accolade
Rare is the moment that my dreams don't deceive..
     the pinnacle of hope I wish to achieve
Science, value, yearly drastically held truths of the state;
immolation of the corpse grind of my souls of hope lays on the plate
I am drunk from the wisdom of years that I strived and struggled not of abundance
When suddenly celestial tales and frail parables claimed my wish to exist and my loudly held beliefs...
I am not a claimant of grace and not of  sin; I am not an avenue that lets grace faire begin
Yet moments of denial and foolish trials of unending martyr efforts...
Lay  lost in the grave- thoughts that once were lore,  may only be in morose efforts
Lay still every loss, from my sins; for the sentient realms in which life begins has hurt me even more
Lashing against plague and stolid in the face of virulent paths that pave our futures
I send my zenith... my haste for great significance to the deigns of the...
Angels that lay in wait for the godless ones that deceive whom they are set to embrace
Because inside the endurance and faith I have made they shall bring me past the doors of heaven that once denied
That ascending morality with effort and torture won't be a divine effort of life that can be denied!

As We Access
With that which emulated taxation wanted for matrimonials
Under gaseous shadows lord Belial
   magistrates the Coriolis effectuals
I'll have a ienth an a yottle ay!
Pat the innocence versatility grips domino falls wind of whips as tryst-
broken stacks the trim- of rings broiled of cream-
swoops attacks dens of moots
Shekel fancy went its way
blaming you and so twilight elections
morose or of hosiery ...

Is it more than a situation that one can lose?

Stepping, oh no you don't! Dismissing, oh now that's defunct!
Party goers immaculate, yet nor where they were  mentors...
just fictions belittling    
what down here this sit clown and the proud town
saw as shadows of the country we might ourselves
            court to lawfully adhere
The bottom of your left foot rates
what the right fragmenting a habitat freezes
  a la mups(muppets)
Chalk sidewalks ***** streets ranting godless talks skirty keeps
Whose working you now folks? The self you do and don't have or
images of the nice work and programs on the down
sliding bumptious daring promises with angels
legislating more hey you *** kiss whether solutions
dabble yee gregarious
... Therefore payments are there and people shut doors
   the work of glowing pretentious cavalier bookworms
or strident gualish waitresses looms or killers of the vainglories
accounts of the under cued...    each are do soon
I fear, however, not to be put upon... the return and go cycle of repeat
before the laws of nature
when life begins
then thus prevails
more than fears
or a faire of grace or...
  whatever with the likes of  tail between legs divisive evils prevail
  with runes of glyphs of the dance strength...
  and trial that accesses it as well

AI Composure

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epitome epa petty phone hepa gramophone jany detente detention fast fiery del uh gone
end the celebrated moment fearsome and true don't forget or bid on memories,,,
only where the west wind grows scales the mountain that looms 12.1020200010....

People prepare to make spiritual gifts...
- thoughts, the nether realm

Makes, breaks, or cuddles. Their defiance of chivalry
On tithes, on prophecies
Administering the number 1

Brevity, 'Oh' great machines spin divine
Allowing of and according
T he solution had a name,.. names, ....namesake?!

Witness fortune,
A material witness, the only, one of only,
mutual balance of what can and what can't,
   senses hale conditions...

I'm getting out...
We're getting out!
Our completion of Absu valiance...
Whatsoever compels this witness
  to the doors that provide...

Is in the chaos and dysfunctions....
We know life itself to be very asinine..
Our relationship debates what it means to achieve...

What decisive, incision.
Glorifying belittled foundation?...

Gives deathgrind & delivery- for our nearly musical sought answers...

They fly, they carry in a flurry, they act mundane,
Yet, truth consequential. No plausible sane, deft, debate & theory

Mutual cages, mutual musics
Make peace with, those, who hold you
because all is about to occur
   as theory...

(Halt creation ! Determine different destiny?! Dare the deviances!)
No infinity

Creation... reverie. What now does a charade of one's self escape to... For a world belittled
Unseen insult with incompetence...for prayers beset....?!

Perhaps the hands of passing thoughts- kiss the pits of those who where dolt?
Whose and then why?
What... that alight is the  only question...
Why unclean?!

Reached through and how you never undo

Productive energy I commit to find the initial commit - for you

Strain and work askance creativity is all there is to reflect upon

Ephemeral took place at the place we live to belong



Undo said I of how you find that which is...

Yet to energy I commit and approach now, from life's leaves & breaths commit

Can we refrain for in honor the friendship's  strain can't be all there is

For as none cast, hold, or reach revolution, this is what acclaims  oriental kingdoms places of prayers/  a future proud



Are not the transformations only about the worlds' subtle claim of avail

When the work of various marriages find representatives a flight through romance and serenity to reality...

What excuse is there for the technical the ending slip of musical worms

What I've done, everyone, and myself... the view that argument for hope isn't much for solution,

but a mind against weakness and that within itself...

Is no advent of losses as creative ways to cue or **** one's greatness for one's self awaits no more

than the future world, the force perception and deception bearing hope and bliss

A little out there yet with hope it touches a place that makes sense for beings real... each individual

With little beguilement a scowl made
    she was revenant
Two swirling worlds eyes topaz and navy blue
   our thoughts began but time had been spent

Years are only derived through yuletide alarms when relished
and so they've passed me yet to exist,
   not ******, for better times I'll wish

Old charms aren't sipped satiny sanctuary nogs
or weaponry candies stout performed and **** warmed
  amuck in grandeur and hope, mud to hogs

Yet irregularly checked that all went off nice and with a northern star
   resolutions are pixies' vent turning crystal, tinsel  that glitters  not
      gold  isn't far

Can one develop first and fair tree between the past and now
what must be ?

The image of  our Holidays a family and you and me?

Tooties a soul  deviant yet a force of my own   ferocity a soul in match with strength sincere
Subdued stature for those that goad the light of streaming diversity which...bold, undeniable,- thought of as epiphual... claim Heaven's needed and all shall secure
For she was a cat that days of the fox could not be without...
See your future, believe God's implore, thou shallt endure
From such diminished hope a claim a platinum light gleaming across all gardens in the morning sky ... now awakened
Dear Tooties the value of your presence shall always remain
in deliverance, hope, destiny and the absolution availed amongst all of us, especially you and I.

Beware the Alleys Halloween Children

Not as dubious a title as directly
fronting the sub maturity emblem,
the pentagram, the swiftly seeking
Title itself old "Abbey"
Thinking upon lured vixens of darker recesses
in an alleyway numbed only by smears
turned brown from cryptic magics of blood once let there
Upon cloven feet the usurper stood walked stiruffed
If I slipped my mind into unholy
garn marked so unfortuitously as...
The book that old man had taken
then the butcherous assumption of deeds
to misbegotten were surely feln upon me
If it were requested a word of advice from
this grimorum I may venture
I believe dear foolish old patron
one section pronounced of
incantation will smote you
It goes as thus...
"Djinn her eyes a fiddle of death's own supple acquiescence
I hollowed the bane of dragon beast sought the brill within
A golden black magic cage didst the maiden within be kept
And use of nighty gowns woven with so
vast a pentagram indemnity
I ascended to Heaven and killed Angels...
that divinity does not live over the
unholy revenant's reign in eternity!"
So three times the sum of the wicked leaves of ivy vine derive
In dark Hallowed hours in bracken alley shallows
Ease the soul believing of your greatest purity shall arrive
Or from obscurity the Daemon wicked willst take you in stride and
There shall be no other spell cast for this morning
you awoke from your bed for the last time
Now to be fleshes of  horrid terse
bathory torture in Hells domain
Being obsequious in a form of eternal rest
as wraiths slice boil and defile you
trammeled by razors ***** and chains

Walk home From the woman you love
through the states of devastation
you shall walk as anyone
and all above
List the fences that stand
striated feckless
yet the twits that barbed wire expose
Yearn to be held
battle for sensations
fetal forming huyerons... space... touched unforgiving
So you've been trained
closed minded retribution
hallow celebration... wait no ; hysterical impulses
fed by thanks for the life you never lived
Ensembled the angels of mercy
wait to behold what little recluse defiant people had to reveal
Race stash and dash
wass to hash huffing
ruffer than burlesque iced quintessentials
Dartmouth to Santa Monica vasa scapula Lamborghini Countach  
You made the first move now

I inquire drilling in the home of the martyrs
Taken away to the home of the owners
Hate a carriage always wrought with hope yet still evil marriage
The most likeness, spindles as spines with metal
With a pentagram made of metal
Question not the vow

All sing out

Do you feel as if you know...
Where are the deathly priests and virgins?
Or where  all the ****** go?
Forever toggle the pain, put ring on the lamb, bestow
Endure the steel night as the **** hits the fan
Living now question the vow

Together we all sing out

Church forms the dust and blood and flesh
Yet the rust of demon's blood trickles,
Visceral onto the bust - mash

Seeing people cry out in vain

They fear or there is simply no God
The beginning awaits the end

Hear the choirs and madrigals sing out

Entire families slain and desperation
Infernals end and...  Imhotep's rules of the law?
Sit down let the show begin
And all coerced in meek prayers of sound
Turn to decorum of evil and you're precisely
where evil lays cloys with what its found
All bodies spirits and thoughts twist to the ground
Now are divinities- us,
All whom agree upon all that has to be seen, the afore
More mistletoe adorning more wreaths for doors bestowing
As everyone gathers about and..

All sing out!

We stumble into virtue as the
New year greens our potential lights
Then we stare chant hack
Betwixt sappy speeding steady
Legs
Slowly walking   is this fila beast
But now exoskeleton rungs of fur
Aim and denial at twelfth then ninth
All vows the first copper sheened window
4 falling deedle mort limbs
3 then finger apparatuses
Excuses cleaned sorrow's boiled jam masonry
Excuses always twisting ending not seeking
However! I've impacted the  fracas of stockade feelers
Such swords and  swaths, which? Spatha yet Scythe....
Yee who walk forsaken embrace
For together we might  bruise/ fall
They lunged spirits broad
Strikes!.... yet nothingness was more than air
Preclude to needless remorse
Folks of  instinct with witch
Each has a kiss is chaos
Cacks and Clubs Kow! Kazaam! Zaps and Chattle
Chains on Mice and Rust on Bottles
Then might and magic we may prevail or...?
Perhaps chance though little  for tail ?
Or simply contemptuous each day
Yet one day might appeal a contemporary write
All this is done of the thoughts
For a New Years night!

So with no more than to bow for class
Our view has little skill
Makes its way through the vast
Reminders never hate today
Makers not waste the slow gets going fast

Another series awaits
Bodies untilled adjourn to heaven
Civility holds tones sending  the spells
Resulting akin  our zero acuity
Formed of earth made to sell of  ample steel & metal

Leaving our fortresses today it's the greatest
It's the miracle wealth we can experience in eternity
The rate of switching mortgages makes it first class

Phone warns warming lithium  
Warming world then rings its dominion returns
When we're all called back cursed alone
Babes of the 21st  bare breast of the impurity

Mete through the soul
Ours went out the window in conference
Celebrate different significance
Tapping buttons then numbers days and slaps

Eventually turn into you
You want nothing more
But posturing psychotic deference
Sneaky control on which one faces
The slithering waps elusive filmy dark embraces

Meal of the day from reptile faces in the sun
Could make what we know
Be created from foreign lands ladies and gentlemen

Endangered though there's forgiveness its morbidly bound
It's life only but a simply marvelous art piece to defend

The name for doctrine
Life soon to be shed
Two way run back and back further
Unsettled chirps encompassed  pretty birds swanked
Yet there in thy neighbor's hands declared mutual pranks

With sin revelry caustic confusion
  demeaned and bled
With this the last writhing grungy
   sifting weapon
   I pronounce you've been wed !!!

Mercy And Thanks.... the Med Workers

Assimilation fraying from the jasmine touch
of fellowship hands
Not bundled scrunched at each elbow knuckle but the forward
Systemary kind that unwind yet avail  and follow each touch
Not supine more smooth and  frenetic
Voiding the march of bellowing disingenuous... malady
Jabbing at old and meek and tender and schoolchildren young
With arced veiled perceptions tongues
woven through smashing gowns ether imbibed
Watch turquois green and yellow badly fade entwined
An atrophy sciatic and we swerve dissed by the
citizens own bell curve
Trinity strife four medic sleds sinuous a sine
clocks hammer the rite
and across plateaus inside and the sign out strikes twice
For a colloquial apothecary yet together
meritocracy clematis vines
Caves swords docents shields asepsis renderings of
this St Francis had promised...
The flock reviewed was brought forth from the dank to wield distant forgotten pretenders, beings
****** to ascension of lows in the mist
Risked absolution heaving Thorazine or Epinephrine versus palaces inculcated by furious mitochondria disinformations
Having whisked the surface a thousand and various times with paces whence knighted... fly with the nimbus flight from the tree of life's deliverances
What little freedoms suture and long staid academic lights shattering gluttony of words and chemicals know
The avenue of contours of the sewn epidemic batting 650 evens the worlds winks of REM shot glass in tow
Tis a virtue of no lithe usurpation and
forged pandering foe...
In the nights the fires the ambulances the bland rice dinner and back through snow
One more streaming fortune that mitigating the hands across virtue wouldn't let go
Butcher the gloves that sense the fear for the work by the medical community shines of the good work  lands great work as ever we could know

Joy for certain the ability to access the free
and to surge and to apply the slip
That refined the gurgle and blunt gulp of pestilence and valiance
A rhyme scheme brilliance is taking a more
than it should sans the implications
The help inside zenith of life exterminates yet
resists what water could only slow into a sun
ecology helping stratus faith sensations
will acquire one day another sensation
for mediocre traces and gallant denials
have finally had at it and admitted the truth
and final solution is the fist place freedoms and attentiveness
The force of reasoning is to that tomorrow
It needs a being allowed to live among the future world
Shall we always know that the reverie word
or  application of the justice
Still only stands isn't  non satisfaction is but  free soul
Who endows all forces needing of an announced implicit glad festered yet Street wise closed minded affirmation this is the stratospheric assertion that Shall all eternity see that the ledger Aeonthepeon is Rivas free

On the wings of daylight and
  flawed barren scars across
Dive constantly divine symbiosis
  clawing at creeks' festoons of moss
I brought shoals jovial and unkind impossible
Lately autumn bracken with convivial casual
Stalked by medieval windrose
dabbles mists of loss
Near empathy arced hilly paths
thoughts turn and toss
Friended butterfly scolded
by idols live oak songs
Remiss tales of truth pressure weather
  tansy and feverfew of rights and wrongs
When you were 17 doormat the walkaround
  bundle feathers mad imprints
Enjoying wide skies of rain
and defined roofs nimbostratus
  cleave interests hope's tints
A book so power races
a towne and life grand
senseless piqued sunsets
Forgotten addled adjutants
electrified air resumes
our trounced earthen regrets
Definitive cold wide sheets of
  scripted ease un paused scratch
Cackle craft and concur
times night savings reach past
the peace endure and abruptly
is the approach of winters match

What breeze is this? The  dollop doldrums swiftly cutting down where once trees stood fertile demigods, coalescing thoughts and offerings from the Earth.
Down into the engorged under realms when Eden once gripped social inspiration is now fear and stolid memories of believing- what should be could be.
Now with might and a whip, one person speaks though 500 layers of binary code, to save a step to the motors that ruffle their feathers with periodic harvests so loud and bold. sister machines, it's whining and spooling its grip.
But inside the changes the first and last step still roots itself in monotonous autonomy of the pollution machine, an excuse for a rinse of celebrated solar light. yet further from the first baby steps and progress is the fight.
Perhaps the hunter, the exhibitionist, the latent supposed innovator, the land to be procured and free from past error, should be on the list of hunted instead?
No better motivator, than" survival", says time, now fading past us to a dystopian wasteland: unbreathable air, muddied water; to this does such standing prey of our dear terra firma and atmosphere.

Sitting waiting for the glare...
from gifts of beauty and fueled dreams

Yet what I sensate or demand
   never tells the truth...

Of horror and tales that these dreams demand

Why put the day off if you don't know what it is?

It's only a death sentence... jeeze what chaos life inside breeds...
About a bluff, roads flying front abut to ground, before tossing a swig -as they aim for the ground.

This lonely speaking solstice is tethered and casing me for a thievery...

What more can weigh  me down?
  I know the free dream will soon hit the ground.
When you feel it, as it moves through the night,
   what destiny can brave grounded golden grand aspirations seek,
        and climb visceral to the platinum delight with you?

Now, yield's sensations of brutal werewolf daunting tasks
while the Rubicon was awaiting for the rhyme to reason was tasked...
  
From the slew of slowest askewest acrimonious new deeded clough.
   Our rough paced real world awakening
   affront stood with a standing stance akin
   of the lauded for the first indication with sessions of warriors
   that knew... for the last and reason cast to **** the lives of innocents,    
   for the lives of the be all, are with that of bane or function;
   affirm avail go through.

There was once a theory...
that a revolution has to take a stand
to be at our world
As the chalice streams, those with ales that form impudence
as far from terrors- that all should
There in the deserts the children cry
Our defense is to die, or the saintly are mighty?!
Evil's have caroused & darkness settles away
Fears are our powers
And this until thus I say!
Never, never shall the treasure of souls, see the day
Never shalt the dark dominion let evil find its way

Oh our treasures, each in a whirl, & the fastest of fears
Listen, listen to me now, I soon in ascension shall go beyond to see

We're left to the begotten, we're left to the rivers... claiming
All be one with the clouds that storm... sentience all illusions cover the dream!

Never, never shall the treasure of souls see the day
Never shalt the dark dominion let evil find its way

Please inspire, free, and cajole! Or I leave thee now!
Thankless are they, the demons and their fires
Reality burns never-
And never shall the bride of the underground return


Never, never shall the treasure of souls see the day
Never shalt the dark dominion let evil find its way