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 Nov 2021
Landon Keys
The crushing weight of uncertainty
Can certainly be
The end of me
But why lie beneath
The lies and heat
We've lived and died
In subtlety
You're ripening
Now it's time to see
Him playing for pipe and string
He's not the type to sing

Hanging from the rafters.
I worked hard for
Everything I got
And didn’t get.

I’ve been cheated
By evil hands
And friendly ones
With their fingers crossed.

I looked for love
And found mostly
*** and degradation.

I reached for God
But my fingers
Were too slippery.
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I think I may have already posted this.  If so, sorry.
 Nov 2021
Irving MacPherson
In the Hood where there used to be Fuzzy Dice
Now dangles a ***** mask that wasn't been washed
Since Fall of 2019, one where a couple of scrubs would suffice
The emergence of practice rounds of the Authoritarian's awash

Blessed are the peacemakers is the Christ-like cry
Stopping-up guns and ***** bombs: Here's Mud in Your Eye
So many people fed-up with the slease
So many of them angry to immense degrees

I wish this all a free hallucination that
I've have tapped into, it saves money on mushrooms
All I what is some food and shelter, my wife and my cat
Keep me fit and full while the end of this world forebodingly looms
written by a egomaniac
 Nov 2021
Irving MacPherson
They are there looking
they talk so smooth

Trying to get you in the grove
if you please, they be perky

A little hole and
the boat don't float

If you please
come follow me
come follow me if you will

You be kind
while they un-wind

And bury you
in a shall graveow
a sometimes wicked world we occupy
 Nov 2021
Walter W Hoelbling
a slanted morning sun
   warming my back
makes my huge shadow
walk so far ahead of me

trying to catch up with it
I feel small
fall sun shadow small
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