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Dustin Dean Mar 2018
As you wonder how
Man's stones start to crumble down
To infinity
Dustin Dean Mar 2018
Anger
Hostility
Mobility of tranquility
It runs away, runs away into the day
Of which I can only remember and not revisit
Everything is too unreal
Why not just die?
But why not live?
Sit and ponder about everything
And forget to resolve "everything"
That's how it always goes
Burning guilt
Pushes me to the hilt
It commands me to serve
Suffer to serve, serve and suffer
Gods and governments dance
Cocktails
Moonshine
Parties
None of mine
While I crack my bones
To proper placement
Just to feel some sort of
Distraction from replacement

Nonetheless
Happiness
In its truest form
It's worth it in the end
When you know
Their anger will not show
A poem that I wrote back in 2009 at age 17.
Dustin Dean Mar 2018
Neutral lamb beneath the orbit
Takes in multicultural ****
Opinions clothed in a hurry
As we seal the need to worry
Meanwhile, the seconds gallop
Each one faster than its former
Ethereal beauty wonders on
Ponders on why they can't see
Juices that flow within, without

You know it's never fun
To wine and dine alone
Dustin Dean Mar 2018
Camouflage confusion
To reduce reduction
While your ducks in a row
Are the only thing left to go

Spiral down the stairwell
Denied pleasures in hell
Guilt admission is leaking
All over the God you're seeking
Which does not listen to
In a state of you
Not verse, not chorus
Just a standard torus
As we blindly get by
Before we forever die
Dustin Dean Mar 2018
Only a genuine love can slay
Euphemistic friends from afar
Though staying grounded in clouds
Is easier than it sounds
And troubling thoughts play
The man who will pay

It makes its way away
And now it stays
Vestigial moods dance
As you start to wonder
What will be her stance?
In a life that’s seasonal

You ought to be reasonable
For she cannot see
Thoughts hidden
And good intentions to be
Dustin Dean Feb 2018
A loss of intention
Shrouded in emerald
Its sparkles simmer
As they spread
Throughout tyme
And into the cosmos

One could protest
Their abundance

In exchange
For self-repugnance
It is the way of men
To challenge and dissent
But perhaps diversion
From traditional paths
Will leave that flower be
To grow into itself
And spread its seed
Of universal harmony
Dustin Dean Feb 2018
A new mood was found
Traveling on through with you
Into the effigies of a place
Specifically made for us

The church bell rang on
Commemorating us
From meeting to blessing
Of the highest order

We share these eyes
A bond to paralyze
An imaginary border
Between my room
And your quarter
Soon to be banished
By those unseen
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