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Lead K Feb 10
You were always there to watch me Fall
The leaves of my shame ran down your face
Like loose mystery juice

I want everything to rise up
Like an army of Love
Inter-Blast the family chain of command
I want Father / Son to explode
in us
in our olden mouths
in soul's transit

Winter is a friend i met in The Room
She loans me her Rocky Road
I scream at the tops of her lungs

Spring forth in ME, oh translucent dragon of thyme!
Investigate to find the exits
Lead K Feb 9
Whose seal is that? I think I know.
Its owner is quite sad though.
It really is a tale of woe,
I watch her frown. I murmur: "Hello."

She gives her seal a shake,
And sobs until the tears quake.
The only other sound's the break,
Of distant waves and birds awake.

The seal is living, weird and deep,
But she has promises to keep,
And until then she shall not sleep.
She hides in bed with ducts that weep.

She rises from that bitter bed,
With dreams of sadness in her head.
She idolizes being dead.
To seal-less pain forever wed.
Seal Rock, San Francisco, California, United States of America, Earth, Sol System, Milky Way, Clarence The Turtle
Lead K Feb 7
i am drowning in your many waters
sea and sky reversed
like an inside-out TV
looking up into the depths of your you-ness
i want to be deeper
i want to go deeper
i want to know deeper
i want to we deeper
i want to wear your body like a self
and look at me
which is you
the mirror is the door
you wrote this, and i am reading it.
Lead K Feb 4
When guilt burst forth, at Menden's door
We could not speak, we did not know
The toll the rage of men might seek
Through witless priests and burning snow

That Sword was forged in Elwen's fyre
With magic signs embossed in vain
The power of steam in crooked lines
To cleave the brows in villainous twain

Thus Emnoch came to shield the world
A hero's hero of countless girth
The ***** of shame that numbered zero
A blade arrived to state his worth

This dismal feast of brutal love
Will never sate a horse's tune
Senescence and honor entwined in fate
He ever swells that liquid boon

Asunder sliced was Denzhen Yeep
Just as Vile Ben wast slain
The Witches Five broke on the Pile
A magic Pentagon of pain

But do not braise the glance of morn'
We cannot love what has not hair
Embrace the stench of Emnoch's glove
His tale is there for you to share
Tale as old as Thyme
Lead K Feb 1
I heard a boring, smelly rabbling
Dog - tormentor of my dreams
When I thought of the dog
Once upon a midnight dumb
'Dog!' said I, 'thing of hotdog.'
In a kingdom full of chum
'Dog!' chuckled I, 'Yes dog!'
I awoke and flung the pawl
Zion's ephemeral chalice
Lead K Feb 1
Whose frog is that? I think I know.
Its owner is quite angry though.
He was cross like a dark potato.
I watch him pace. I cry hello.

He gives his frog a shake,
And screams I've made a bad mistake.
The only other sound's the break,
Of distant waves and birds awake.

The frog is puffy, bulbous and deep,
But he has promises to keep,
Tormented with nightmares he never sleeps.
Revenge is a promise a man should keep.

He rises from his cursed bed,
With thoughts of violence in his head,
A flash of rage and he sees red.
Without a pause I turned and fled.
This was inspired by the impermanence of the aquatic
Lead K Jan 31
Complexes of Nonsuch
Collude in the Stairwell of my Mind


Can i imagine a Square - Where we can meet?
(But you were actually hoping for meat,
so driven by basal impulses)
The Zuccotti Park Foley Square of my mind
Occupies the Imaginary by divesting from the real


Your bark is worse than your right
To occupy my mind - panting as you prove the square

"i will resist!"

"i will be the one negative!"
Complex Numbers are not as Complex as the spear of my mind.
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