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There is a robot in my pocket,
it's smart enough to design rockets,
but just gives the forecast,
and knows all about my past,
it even works with no socket.
playing around with poetry forms and limericks this evening. let me know what you think!
THEN the morning was a long way to reach you, I wrote with ashes the wounds in music as if god MOVED in the grass.
I am
naked
in my thought

Safe
within my room
nestled and cocooned
I touch no one and no one
touches me

I am poet
Words barred and leveraged
for all soiled souls
who are possessed

For who finds faith
in word
without light
while searching
in the dark
  May 5 Traveler
Jimmy silker
When the wind gets all Omen like
When Gregory Peck
Takes Lee  Remick
For his wife
Then the jackels
Offer an way out
David Warner
Takes the lead
Until
He gets his head cut off
And the press proclaim that
That was
The video nasty
Funny
Till we
Go all normioplasty.
Traveler May 4
Disclaimer:
At the molecular level
we have the power to heal!

Wi-Fi screws with the mitochondria
5G passing through the blood barrier of our brains…

Aluminium chemtrails
Clouding up the sky’s
Seeding for and raining
90% of insects have died

Why do dogs get cancer?
There’s never a good answer.

Polymers and micro plastics clogging up our veins
And all we can do is push our heads into the sand
and try to sustain..
Traveler Tim
Is there anything more permanent ?
Is there anything more vain ?
For surely the word we call last
Will outlast all our attempts to change
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