() ^^^ = ^^^ .0

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)"(

Wandering


)"(

Dead angel street

In this dark hour

Who .......

Reveals

That

He and god are ONE ?

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Let us follow


•


The poet is free

The poet is free


She can tell you of god

Or she can tell you of her fuckingly boy friend !!

••


Angel boy

Sought the light

There he is !

•


Pure

The only thing

The healing lord

•

Walking the streets of HARLEM

with ME


.

.
By a guy who is

Simultaneously getting

**** - ******

does she get credit for *******

2 guys at once ?


••

This is one of the questions

SCREAMING IN THE SILENCE !!!

We fail ( alas ) to address

;:;

According to our EXPERTS

poetry is the INK of pain

Or perhaps they mean

The OINK of pain


//

The expert is your pal

He won't tell you how to stop suffering

But his smarmy words will tell you to go on and on !

and suffer in vain !

OH THANK YOU MR EXPERT !

oh ,,, and you are

Watching out for us


THANK YOU DADDY POET !

SCREACHING FROM THE MAD HOUSE

WHERE YOUR FANS     TRY TO SURVIVE


THE ******* OF YOUR LIES

)(

She rclaimed her dignity

She threw away her PAPER

and spilled her INK in the gutter

)(


You can tell she is a poet

Because in her arms

She is carrying a child



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,


once you DECIDE to follow your true heart

You become a poet

YOUR PAST IS TOTALLY ERASED

YOU DO NOT SUFFER ANYMORE

YOU EXPERIENCE .........GRACE


••


you see

TRUTH FROM ILLUSION

You follow the PATH

the

PILGRIM ROAD

you realize

All suffering is the same suffering

THE SUFFERING  of the WORLD


••

To embrace the suffering is to heal it


THIS the poet does WILLINGLY

••

Pure beauty !

Tames the BEAST !


/

The simple child poet

Reclaims the world


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"

Children

Of the storm

)(


We have come

It is our

WILL

•

We are here now

AND WE WILL STAY

)(


We will STAY


••


the LONG TIME

death has a face


We are here now

We gonna Stay



It is our world


••

The babe           she wants love

( She throws her pride away )


Cries out til all she got

Tiny memories !!

••


Walking with me

You get eveything you need



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/\                     
          /\

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( yeah

Yer broken )


/)(/

In on it

Yeah

She thought she was

( For a while )

••

Real Pain is to know yourself as

A cause of pain

)(

But we go on

•

..: on and on

)(

Soft summer day
Can't refuse

Anymore

The child calls to me

Can't refuse anymore





•

Her ******* would be a treasure in any one's hands

But she is still playing

The loser role

She cries a lot

No one gives a ****

( She refuses to Change )


)(



Her **** atrophy

As did her dreams

Oh well

What of that

^>>^

Bag lady blues

She never went to Brooklyn !

Never ate a hot dog at Coney Island

On ever rode the Tornado

Into the sky

•=if you saw her you would love her

Same as anybody

)?(


What are we doing

Everything is stupid

)(

Real Real

Stupid ok ?


x

X



and the whole human race


>>?<<

oh god

KING OF THE WARRIORS


••

let the goody two shoes CHRISTIANS
Go on their way

( let the dead bury the dead )

••

Let the whining lovers whine on

They use their love to

MERELY POSSESSS

Using YOU to set THEMSELVES free


)(


Stand tall always

::::


Lovers are easily loved


Lovers

Loved so very easily !

••

If someone says they want to FIX YOU

grab your genitals

And run

!!

If someone had to tell you they love you

Be kind

But if you believe it

You too

are out of your mind !


x

X


the broken promises

The empty heart

Choosing between

POSSESSION & ABANDONMENT

)(


The self glorification !!


The INKY veins

( how trite ! )

••

In the rain

Lost children and saints

//

And the POET !

Cutting her wrists by the side

Of the Road !!!!!!!

••

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& telling the world about it !!

Perfecting the description

Of

The soul that's been sold !


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