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logic makes wise,
predictable as well.
the children liked it
not one bit.
thus the human,
a race was born
in blood of an apple
and jaws of the beast
crying for lost haven
monkey hair
pulling plugs
the snake, the viper, the slitherer
minds hissing, fangs pierce
the hurt, endulging
toxic nutrition
soon spinning darkness
organs tremble
bleeding light
the fang, the peace, the chess
mind fumbles
world algorithms
night could end
make it stick
this time, maybe
How's the new car goin', Mickey?
It's brilliant, man
It goes like **** off a hot tin blanket!

                                                   By Phil Roberts
 Jul 2016 codenameDust
Emma
Have I told you dear
How in the Summer
When Mama
Was still here

And the Sun God shone
Down my shoulders
Flowing over
My soul

How I loved sifting sand
Through my fingers
Watching the waves
Grow nearer

How I loved the ripples
Lost in my eyes
The rushing
Those waves

The sudden crashing
The not knowing
The dragging
The cold

The under water rays
Of light beaming
A fleeting glimpse
Of gold

Lost in the depths
Forever
Until

Spit out on scorched shore
For air
Gasping
Exhausted
Reality

I am here
Back here
Without you dear
Drowning
 Jul 2016 codenameDust
Sasha
She* worries I will take him away from her.
I worry he will fall for me.
He worries he will loose our friendship.
 Jul 2016 codenameDust
MRQUIPTY
gently she pushes
in that shy way

"everything you had
has been taken
today"

pain is absent
in this flow

somethings 'tis
just to be let
go

patiently the
touched rested

stoics to be
truly tested

holding dear
to abate fear

faith

that wreaths
return
on
Styxs tidal water.
 Jul 2016 codenameDust
Ja
Tomorrow, is the future
Yesterday, is the past
Today, is the present
So make it last

Because, tomorrow is unknown
Yesterday, you can’t change
Today, is the only time
YOU, have the stage
WIZDUMBS BY JA 88
 Jul 2016 codenameDust
Pea
Endless attempt
Seeking revenge
On no one

Passing the pain
Through passages
A final deed

Complete the read
Humdrum questions
At twenty I-
#no
She
She was strange.
She was terrifying.
She was beyond beauty.
Her strut so striking
her hips beat to the sound
of her own soul.
With orchids blooming
betwixt her legs and
opals glistening in her eyes,
Men only watch her from the side
hidden curiosity oozing from their lips.
She leaves footprints on their
minds like the face of
the moon.
Delicate and deep
But everlasting.
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