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 May 2015 collin
Hollow
Kissed her here, kissed her there...
...Kissed that girl everywhere
 May 2015 collin
Matt
More Thoughts
 May 2015 collin
Matt
I am in the white room

Like Neo
Neo in the white room

I like that movie
The matrix

I always felt that this place
Was like a dream

Is it real
Or is my brain in a vat?

It's real
Strange though
A persistent dream
This life

You know when spend your days alone
Your years alone
You realize
The human need for companionship

I laughed at the movie Sideways
I saw a guy on the elliptical
Watching the second playing of it
On the same channel

He was laughing too

I would have liked to talk about the movie with him
But he was busy
Doing his own thing

Everyone is on their iPhone
Or doing their own thing
And that's fine

Can't go out
No money to meet people
That meetup site
Hmm maybe I'll try there

Went hiking with a neighbor recently

A least I have people here
Who enjoy my works
I'll just keep writing here
 May 2015 collin
Kelley A Vinal
Galactic disposition
Relentless exposition
A guided meditation
To harbor one's condition
An earwax candle mission
Removing audible visions
Internal text to bring forth next
The silent-held emissions
 May 2015 collin
Bluedyedroses
Okay
 May 2015 collin
Bluedyedroses
"Are you okay?"

I loath the question

"Why yes I am"

It's easy to say, but I'm pretending to be

So please don't interrupt my performance.

I'm not being quiet if I have nothing to say

Should be glad I withhold half the things I do anyway

But they ask me all the time, every minute of every day!

But I'm like.. **** it

Nothing's different, it's all the same, same, same.
Hats off to the ones who make the change
 May 2015 collin
Madeysin
Heck
 May 2015 collin
Madeysin
Perpetuate flyers, flowers minding their own business. The armed farmer grows his crops, unnaturally, factory wise. Genetically mutated agriculturally roasted. Mitosis, weeds stem cells. Winding blows back & forth. Back peddle into hardwood flooring. The view is great up here, giant machinery pretending to be trees. Hack the life out of bees, pollinated keepers keep secrets cause they're killers. These two eyes, see through me back to you.
Ohhhhhhhh myyyyy
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