.

( dear lord )


||||

Like rain

Let us come


••


Love drifts thru all things

Only the heart recieves

Only a few know

•


•

In the field the scarecrow

Reminds us of poisoned yesterdays


•
Today comes softly down

We appear

Everything

Becomes clear


X

.



the little people !

( even " these "

Sometimes it seems

Fall


In love ! )


)(

Tea party days !!


Looking for perfection in the shadowlands


/////

Liberty


Still has its own

Pure and generous Song

)(

( but who really

Wants to be free ! )

//


God is great and he loves ME !

AMERICA is great and    ...   here I AM !

She is beauty itself and I'm her MAN !


( ego love !!!!! )

)(


In the middle of the burning fields

Human flesh ( war and death )

//


The story is told


//

So little !

So late !


.

.



Thanks



X

/ ( • ) ( • ) \




my love comes surely

If not quickly


She never does not come at all



••


Young boy's eyes

Gazing out the window


EYES !


( fully alive ! )

••

( In a manner most befitting

Pure humanity )

||||

in the rain

SHE ..... (?)

Feels

Some force upon her


& there is love

----   Love comes alive in the darkness ---

And mystery

//

••

Softly

Right on time

///

Love

Grows slowly
To grow deeply

From simple feelings
And honest telling


We can be

The New Beginning

If we want


/////

The moon is bright

With tomorrow 's sunlight

And we too

Can fulfill

Eachother's dreams


X

X






******* !

So wonderous !

SHE !

)(

Behind the oak tree in the meadow

dream laden

EVERYONE

><

It ends

Something is ready to be born

)(

LOVE

)(

Soft hands !

We are gentle creatures

We caress all
Wounds

Healing powers !

Healing powers

That we are


X

.


someone

SOMEONE

someone is

Coming for you !

)  (

)  (

No running away !

Ain't no hiding place anymore

//

We all got greed on our mind

We all got blood on our hands

What the truth is (?)

We ain't sure

//

And LOVE is just somethin

We heard about yesterday

//

we work we eat we sleep

We **** whenever we can

We really don't have a clue

About what anything means

But we really don't give a ****

Or so we say we believe

•    •


Oh yes !

Embodied in human flesh

With our alien dreams

""""

REJOICE !!

""""""

Someone is comin for you

( it's probably me

Me and my 1000 friends


We are the

LEGIONS OF THE ******

but at least we

AIN' T DEAD

///

We are the LEGIONS OF THE ******

but at least we

AIN'T DEAD

.

|
/\
|
/\
#
#    
#          
#              


::::::


softly now ....

Haven't you heard ?

Haven't you seen ?


What's coming down ?

)(


In the middle of the melodrama

Called

" your unloved body

Strikes again ! "

""""

In the center of creation

•


All together

We are so alone

)(

Softly now

)(

The crime is Unfathomable

The pain is Overwhelming

AND STILL WE KEEP PRETENDING !

still we refuse to feel or think

)(

The long night comes

We do not sleep

We are too busy trying to do nothing

•

Softly now


Only one thing matters

Can you tell me what it is ?


.

/\
|
/\



#####


suffer soft and easy little one

Under the son

Under the SON

/:/

Thru the suffering what comes ?

/:/


/:/

telling many stories

Truth descending !
( can you feel ? )

)(

Look , see the young girl

She is playing over there

••

The young man she would adore

He gets killed in the war

::

( if you had invested wisely before the war

You would have made millions ! Even billions !! )

))((

))((

So weary

The shepherd boy

::

Oh mama !



•




Oh my lord



X

.



The best poem

Is an expression of a pure and complete

Surrender

Of pride and dignity

Unto a STRANGER

elevated mystically

Into LOVER

that one is FOREVER

subservient to

And enthralled by

///

This allows the poet to make up

Any **** he / she wants to

Without fear of that person

( since the lover is all imagination)

And hence ( also )

No possibility of any pain

Nor any necessity for feeling any responsibility

For anything

Or anyone

•


All great poems basically amount to

The full flowering of the

I FEEL SORRY FOR MYSELF

brand of psuedo artistry we are trying

So desperately to cultivate

••

This is the GREAT STANDARD

Set here at HP

//

It is also known as

THE DUMBING DOWN OF AMERICA 'S CHILDREN

/::/

and we are all MASTERS OF DUMB

which is our Pride

And the legacy

We leave for tomorrow


.

)))(((




Soft and true

Gentlest feeling

//


The time


//


Bids us to embrace

The fate of the world

•

We really cannot hide

It is death comin thru the door



//


Can you see

That I see you ?

What's the matter with

Sacred kindness ?

•     •

All
In all

On a day

•


Love is simply

All that's here



X

.


dying silently

) ... •

We don't wanna

Disturb THE MAN  • ... (


/::/

Blood (?)

::

Just wait

•

:;;;;;;:

She goes to school

And looks ... (?)

FOR LOVE !!

( little ******* on the street )

:::::


Hear  !

" ***** ***** "

Here ***** *****

hear the *****

Moaning in the alleyway !

•

Babbling inanely

Words (!)

(Like ..... LOVE ! )

)(


The MORPHINE CANDY BABE !

)(

The dead mountains

The poisoned waters

#

The ugly ****

Of the insane slaves


=•=

( yeah YOU ! )

=•=

Ugly ugliness


SHE

( her poetry ! )

The ******* ***** - girl

******* pathetically

Into the wind

•

)       $      (

///

Oh

By the way

With the world economy

Faltering

So dramatically

I advise you to sell all your assets

And convert them into gold or silver

)      $      (

#
#

One more warrior

One more day

!?!


That is really all that's left

.

.


It's a long way home

( mother & child )

o

Fierce Winds Blowing

--

is the name  of the Song

---

Limping child beggar strong


////

oh how well we know

How it all will end

oh no !

( death )

•

Mother & Child !

longing for Holy Breath

••

Will we simply refuse  to live

Till the Very End ?

//

goddess  lover human being / yes

Time to show your face again

Time to show your heart at last

Time to let your soul be blessed


.

~~


/ ( • ). ( • ) \

####


                                               the man who loved all women

_


CAN THINGS GET ANY WORSE. ?

just then his mother came into the room

Bit him on the neck

And ****** out all of his blood !

YES THINGS       CAN GET WORSE

••
••


... & then

He fell in love !


....

OH NO ! TOO BAD !

.....

( he " !l get over it in a few years. ! )

/////

She with the bare ******* in the foggy night
Of angel's song

Was leaning out her window

Looking down at me

I of the sweet street

I of the god 's home

)(

And we saw each other

And every child is glad

)(

Violins sing in the early evening

Unicorns dance unto the dawn

Little Mary loves  little Joey

It is good


)(

Come child be free

Come child

Unto me


X

.x





               lighthouse

                                                  In the storm

•

I JUST WANT TO BE LOVED
she said

He smiled

And reached over and

Touched her breast

                         ( in the diner last Sunday )

<>

                         Lighthouse

                                                In the storm

•

Dreams come and go

But something lingers
                                          Forever

And sometimes

Bursts back for awhile
Into Reality

          And SHE & HE

                                  Appear again

                                          ( & the gods are appeased ! )

/::/


/::/
.


Yeah

It's all kinda in the way

We choose

To look at things



X

.






Poems float freely thru the night

Touch them !



( They are all your own )


/\



all  the rythmm

In the world!


The young boy comes to say hello !

////


& I say

" hello , boy ! "

////

The mountain watches hopefully

( Love is only

For everything )

•

The one hand caresses all faces

The one smile

The gentle knowing laughter


::::


And of course

THE LONG HIGHWAY

always brings us back together


.

.


Just another day of faux poets

Babbling inanely

About their puerile and petty existences

Amid the myriad

******* **** and *****

Of the world ,,,,,, (?)

Or will they dare turn the real light

Of real creativity

Onto life itself

And allow the slumbering healing process

To turn our blighted and crippled selves

Unto the true ways of love


And toward the actual fulfillment

Of our human potential ?

//

We shall see

WE SHALL SEE WHAT WE HAVE


CHOSEN


TO BECOME

.

'





in the darkness

In the blind stumble

In the alleyways of sloth

By the Dempsey Dumpsters
Of

Raw but Real

Emotional Fear

Lay huddled

Pure children

Who are too excited

To tell friend from foe

""""

Who create foes

For they stabilize unrealities

As well as friends


;:;;

Logan mountain

Mythical Home of Saints

Remains empty

It seems easier to suffer

Than to dare climb

•

•

•

NEGATIVITY

we here use the word to describe

Anything

UNCONTROLLED
which

Touches us

Even the HEALING HAND

even the HOLY BREATH

even the HEAVENLY BREEZE

•

Claiming

BEING LOST----- IS THE NEW ..... "FOUND "

:.//////;.

Line them up and watch them die !!

Seems like HP's

Mystique

:/:

This is called

BEING POSITIVE

Reminding each other

That after each wrist cutting

To clean your razor blade

•
•

Death comes too easily

Pain lingers long and hard

LOVE is the means to numb oneself

No matter the harm to any other

//

on Black Stallions

Come

The Horsemen of the ******

Racing across all Borderlands

Looking for those

Who would be found

( poets of compassion and grace )

) ?(

No need to remain afraid

(?)

No

Never be afraid

><

Logan Mountain

Is ALWAYS here

and

I & the 1000 friends of mine

Always wait by the FIRE

For you to appear


.

.


                            ( & the Night had come  )

""

& your kid sister

Just got herself a job at the

RISING SUN


( down in New Orleans )


)(

& papa  was glad cause he wanted the money

)(


( yeah

I was there )


At the crime scene

At the countless crime scenes


( I'm always there )

•

We do what we do

For right or wrong

Good or bad

"


Yeah

We say what we want

And who gets hurt

Gets hurt

And our song is sung

And we remain

Just as always

Afraid of change

))

Love

IS

Not to be afraid of change



X

.



  ))) .....  walkin    ,,,,

Lookin for the New Day Man )).....)

""

We gotta all get together

As fast as we can

(  ....  O         DEATH

is talked about too easily

.......
0

& war  )))))) •

Like its somethin we all understand !

::::)(::::

I seen my girl at sunrise

Walking across the sands


I seen Tomorrow crash thru the skies

Like according to some battle plan


I thought

I BEEN A BOY TOO LONG

TIME TO BE A MAN

::::


Ain't gonna be accessory

To the **** comin down

//

"•"

No

Ain't gonna be accessory

To all the **** comin down



.

... the story surely goes like

This


/////

Lost figments of

The imagination ..... (?)

MAN

!!

Writing clumsy sentences

About

Hardly conscious lives !

••

But .....

OKAY !

//

We all doin the best we can !

••••

In the lost figments

Of the imagination

We

Dwell and then simply fade away


Hardly learned anything

But it was nice to meet you

If only for awhile


.

.



ancient the story


:::


we are still too afraid to hear

( how we love our trivial love
---

So safe

The ongoing pain ! )



••


••


Such tired children !

::


Running here
Running there


In ***** ****** underwear

Looking for each other

In our filthiness

In our betrayal of god himself




.

.



You are HE


( oh // just pretend ! )

•

I mean

Look at the fool  you're pretending to be now !

//

It be easier to be HIM !

:;:

Cause that's who you really are


)(

How hard can it be to love and it's good !


You'd rather love & be hurt ?

Good grief  !



So long for now

Take care of each other ( okay ? )

While I'm gone

.

That it's okay to be ****** up (?)!(?)!

•


Hello Poetry

---

Where we eat each other's ****

)(•)(

:::::


there is a long road thru them hills

Takes you to the sea

•+•

You gotta throw your ******* broken heart

In the dumpster if you wanna leave


)(

( If you'd go free )


///


Yeah

This

******* WITH EACH OTHER

****

Is getting mighty boring !

( as YE eat each other's **** & die )

//

The average IQ of an HP POET

is about 77

which means we are all morons !

CONGRATULATIONS !

"""

Just remember

Every morning before going off

To your work station

You gotta wash all that sticky stuff

Offa da floor !

.

:


                                        If ya wanna (?)

                         Look and see !

••

Above the dying moans

Of a tragically unloved generation

~~~

()()

An alien spaced out show !

In the terror house

Day after day !

See the children suffer !

;;

arising ----I

//

You can rise with me



)(



Up to the mountains

Back into the woods



X

.


Ya feel
Em up !

Watch em break !

As you do so wisely walk away

From all the stupid girls


•

They lost themselves in the mirror !

They lost themselves to vanity


They say

I WAS IN LOVE WITH HIM !

//

)(

He was her walking *****

Her ******* fantasy

)(

Oh yes

Come read

The egotistical poetry

Of all the stupid girls

As they throw their stupid lives away


.

.


                                        (  yeah -- we can feel it  ! )


SOMEONE ( or something )

IS MOVIN IN


)(

(& I ain't talking about Mexicans )

)(

)(

Long summer day

Working in the fields

The fields

Working in me

•

( we gonna be PARTNERS some day )

•

•

But

( don't ya know it ! )

Somethin's movin in

Somethin

Powerfully bad

Is movin in



•••••



I know ya know what
I mean

I know you all
Do know it

I know you don't like
To say it

Or to admit it's really here

•

•

Someone ( or somethin )

Is

Movin in

••

We fight agInst it

( together )

If we want to live



X

//// • ||
<>
  \
              __)
               /\        /\

^^^^^^^^^^^^.        

young girl ----- a mythological creature

Once full of mystic healing powers

Based on her sacred perception of love
And sincerity

and the gentle adaptation of nature and her ways


Now a young girl is a giant ***** with a face

Useful for selling cars and deodorant to

***** with heads with no brain in em

Or as an example for transgender boys

To emulate and become

:::

Some say the old myths still heroically remain

)(

Pondering the poetry of hellosville

It doesn't really seem so

•

In the hills real boys play their flutes

::

Somewhere somehow

Changes may be occurring




.

.

                                           (     my love    )



•


In & out of the shadows

Where children are sleeping


Mothers are weeping

And fathers are bleeding

::::

in and out of the clutches

Of the Police State

//////

She comes every night

Thru the violent haze of our faux reality


Looking for you


•


( hero )

•

Looking for the helping hand

That will not falter

When the guns start firing


Looking for you



Always


••


We have abandoned our humanity

As we have forsaken each other !!!!

We are as if cardboard cutouts painted

To indicate a possible man

••

My love


Walks the darkest streets of the most violated dreams

And carries the homeless Home

><


You may help her if you want

If that's what you choose to do


.

.




//// • ||
<>  

/  ( • ) ( • )  \


#####


you KNOW it ALL depends on you
Little Girl

this YOU know but ptretend you DON ' T

;:;;

( it's so much safer playing your

Games of broken hearts

And your imaginations of love !

;:;

But some girls remain real

Boy if you met one

You'll be glad you did !

A REAL GIRL !

( not the one with the ****** wrists

And her ***** waving into the night  ! )

///

A real girl

)(

A free girl

)(

She loves everyone

Them gets down to the details

//

She doesn't crawl nor beg !

She doesn't promise to

SAVE YOU !

or any of that ******* crap

::

She isn't a selfish *******

Her light shines in the dark alleys

Where the homeless are weeping

><

And this you would never guess about her

SHE HAS MORAL PRINCIPLES !

•

She always is holding a child 's hand

;:(

She

The pure light that walks the world

In her 1000 bodies

><

Little girl

Are you one

Of the sacred  angels in the night ?

)) ()

Pure

Good

:::

In the mad world as it begs for grace

Grace & wisdom @ understanding


.

/       (     (      \
            
                   )

(            )


####

the one day breaks

//

•


The vagrant

Heads for the hills

The freight train !


Oh lord


We are dying again !


In the same way as always


••••••

Sweet girl became a woman at last !

Had a few babies


They grew up
And are gone


•


She lives in a shack outside of town


//

Next week she loses her food stamps

And will die

::::::

The one god is gone

Broken


he had a long run on Broadway

But he lost everything when the markets crashed


He hopes his old buddy lucifer  will

Help him out


)(

Ain't  no good here no more

Jes a bunch a people like


You & me



.

.



Once was a girl loved everyone

::::

----(  )----

We come from ..... Wherever

BUT

we do come ..... Here

:::

Here in  the mystical

Here in the magical

HERE

where the purity meets the angry man

••

Me and my love

Follow the 14 year old *******

Down 7 th avenue

Follow the young child all the way home

••

The Brooklyn Bridge song

///

If there wasn't a god then

There is one now


.

.


we may live


Out of the jaws of this


Rapacious culture

)(


Our nature is to love

( this we know with all our heart )

:::


Into the neon tenderloin

Into the most prostituted

Corners

Of the world

•••

We hide

....  From everyone

But

Ultimately


From ourselves


><

For we are

( Ultimately )

ASHAMED

of ourselves


••


••

Oh

Bright stallion !


Let us still ride the exalted hills

And skies

Let us still CHAMPION life !

Let it be as was meant to be


Let US live


let our FOLLY die



.

---

(                
                               )
(
                       )
      (
         \/
         /\
          /    \

#######

oh oh oh yeah we come

fast to the fields of Jericho

The horns

Soon will blow

In  Jericho


||

oh oh oh

God is comin to Jericho

Everybody knows

)(

Well let us rejoice

Well we are joined in service

The good people of Jericho

Saw us as strangers and took us in

Into the Heart of Jericho  !


)(


we are so glad

We the sons and daughters

Of holy Jericho


.

... ( / * * | | * * \ ) ...

(                               ///////                            )

•••••


be my love


The

Fire escape

The vision is free

The 1000 children

The dancing in the street

The feeling of gentle grace

Of justice

And righteousness

""""

Be my love

""""

Soft as the mother

On the rooftop

Holds the babe

And the bright eyes of the fathers

Seeing that all are safe


For my love

•••

The soft truth from the mountains

Eternal sanctuary

The pure joy of lovers

Who come with the dawn


Within the arms of anyone

//

Oh yes my love

••


The one day

The fullest embrace

The Lord and the saints

Yes

Yes !

Anyone



Anyone



.

•                      •  
<>
                    __)
                      / \        / \


%##%

the hell with this ******* reality

•

What puzzles me the most about HP

is that you are poets !

Yet most of you are STILL LIVING

in this ******* reality

And are merely trying to cope with it

WEIRD !

poetry is the railroad from slavery to freedom

But we treat it like a *****

To use and abuse and to transfer

Our pain onto each other

•

UNNECESSARY AND A WASTE !

)(

the simple child !

He knows

The simple child !

As he grows (?)

LO !

The world !

•

in a mere second you can know

All the wisdom of the world !


.

,



^
<^>
//// • ||
<>
\
               ___)
               /\         /\


<##>

ride high
ride free

::///://///://::

***** angels !

( can you imagine ! )

!!!!

The child is so  abused

By the demons bred here

•••

Lack of caring
Lack of understanding


)(


Slave ships still are sailing

Out from all the playgrounds of the world

•


***** angels


•

We are the stuff of Legends !

Of mythological stories of heroes !

Of the high school corridors !

||~||

Oh sacred Mother



You are the only one I aim to please


X

Smiling shyly


//// • ||
<>
/ (     (   \

#####


•

We meet in the woods

The downed tree near the river

//

It is good

•

•


There is only something to know

&
Someone who you know you know

•

Many the long days here of dream

& the children of the neighborhood

•


I really love to be with her

Now everybody is my friend


c

.



Not cause I'm lost but because I ain't

•




Cabin

The hills

The whole world wide

)(

The winds

They've come

To blow your mind

////

How much longer  will YE stay a slave ?

Emotions !!

Subliminal implants from your matrix days

)(

)(

The wild stallions from the hills

The warriors from the land with no name !

•    •
<>

#####

mother your child  is out on the street

I'm the only one tween him and the police

///

On more Trip

Now's the time

Lucy gonna take YE to the end of the Line

••

Hey hey hey

What can I say?


Chase the ego love (?)

Ya jes go insane !

( & most a you's insane . ....: thank god ! )

••

Here I is

( And reality )

What a show

//

But it's might lonely without ya ... Though

;:;



Be good out there

Boys and girls !

I know YE done figgured out the ******* thing


But a little  real love wouldn't hurt // ya know (?)



.

.


So

Why don't we cut the **** of

Pretend love

And start growing again

Instead of this incessant whining !

.""

Broken (!)

It's becoming

The LIFE STYLE of choice !

••

Come

True love mends !

...

Quit expecting from others

What you don't give

••

DEATH is SO boring !

//

Might as well live !

.

.



^
^
( < ^ > )
//// • ||
<>
\
                __)
                /\      /\

#####

she gathers rags found in the streets

)(

Lonely the child

Lonely the man

•

The bombs are falling

Death is here

Wandering thru our sleepless town !

/////

(Love (?) )

••

We write poems to imaginary Saviors !

)(

Still

//

Only death is here

:::

In a quiet moment

LO !

You DO appear !

)(

Maybe we can ..... (?)


Well

Maybe we can be human

Throughout our days


.

Feeling Groovy

;




///


Naked the ***** Song

The streets are full of ******* up stories

****** ANGELS

( falling in love )

With their AK- 47's

and the police sirens of sovereign doom

Severing the night with terror's dawn


•

AMERICA is gone


Floating thru the river of polluted time

Dead poets in the wake

Of revelations forgotten

and prophecies unknown

//

She said to him

I LOVE YOU

//


These words too

Are amongst the lost


X

.




No where to go


To look for the reasons


We are even here at all


::


In the center of the masquerade

We

May take off the masks


••


& let the

FINAL END

Come and be

The simple matter called

TODAY


.

.




                                            ( & other cliches )


•

•                   •

•                   •                   •


if she didn't come up  &. break a paper bag

Full of her **** into
My face

Every morning

I wouldn't know how much I love her  !

( for there is no joy without sorrow -- but we
All learned that from reading the poems

Of the EXPERIENCED boys and girls )

//

I saw Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump

On tee vee

And if someone hadn't kept using words like

ELECTION
Or
CAMPAIGN

I wouldn't of known what they were doing

& even then

I didn't know why they were doing it

Cause it's as phony as hell

( like someone smashing open a bag of **** in your face ! )

•


Or like watching the ' broken hearted "
Ones


Rising from the Ashes

Of their glorified pain


x

/  )  )  \
/ \
(
        (
                 (

||                              


Sing

--


The silver

Railroad tracks

In the desert sun

•

Freedom (?)

We know it's gone but we don't

Say a thing

<>


It's like we be getting paid

To die slowly

And look like we're having fun

Fornicating

In the back of the bus


Just so the tourists can see

Somethin ta tell their friends

When they get home

//

Mastorbation jelly bean ride

Toward the setting sun

Thinking of the things we done

Instead of giving love

••

Out in the rain

Vagrant honeymoon song

What went wrong ?


Ta tell you the truth :

I just can't say



.

(                        




Child with Lovely Eyes                                

(   <>   )

war

Enlightens the evening sky

WE

we die too easily


Let's get the hell out of here

!
!
!

Time to gird your *****

& live in the world
That is real

Stop
Your
*******
Stupid
Thinking

AND         FEEL !

)(

She walks the bridge in the mist

From Manhattan  to Brooklyn town


thru the dream that is            really yours (!)


••

The high moon shines above

This  broken inhuman world


Let's get the hell out of here


I know where a new  one can be found


X



On Logan Mountain


All the Light

So simply

Happens to be there



                         )

( • )

(                                      )




####


I dedicate this poem to all

The young boys in the world

Who were traumatized for being punished

For scratching their ***** in school

••

••


God is God and he must be obeyed


••

•


Your eyes !

I know

"""

They see into the heart

Of everyone's tomorrow

"""


In dreams I see you
A'walk upon clear waters


•

I chose !

YES !

I will become pure Man

;;;

All is really known

( full sincerity or pettiness )

"". ""

You breathe and the world takes on new form

And warriors replace

All of us lost in fear

•

And women again

Honor the skill of nurturing

Every single one in need

""

You are the hero

My love !

And together

We

Become the tomorrow

In all eyes


X

.




Born yeah

We come

From

That same ole place


You know


That ole place


At the top of the hill

Where the EYE & the LIGHT

are  the same  thing still

;:;

Do you surely

Remember the way


I touched your *******


The very first day  ?

••


Winds !!!

Threaten the world !!

We seek shelter

Weak and afraid

I think it best

If  we stand together

We and the whole  human race

We know for sure

That it is now or never

)(


I ride the big stallion

I carry all children

All of the angels

And god himself

Know me by name  



.

... dear child

:::

as gentle as you

( falling and rising )

•

walking thru the falling years

Watching the children

Trying to catch them

Before they're gone


//

Listen to the song of the

Falling rain

Listen to the song of the

Fallen child

:/:

Listen to yourself

Sweet flower girl !

•

Gentle

The falling is real

And also the rising


Dear sweet child


.

...

... Oh say can you say

anything at all ... (?)

•

Or perhaps

DO something

? (?) ?

•
• +•
•
•

)(

|||        the rain it falls ||| for 1000 years       |||

( ... And the days are long  MY LOVE ... )

"""

///:) _ oh god ! What have we done ? _ ( : \\

)(

( we ****** )

)(

The child on the tenement fire escape


She will be dead

Very soon

•

Underneath the ****** moon

Oh look !

( it's DONALD TRUMP !!!!! )

=•=

//0\

[[ question ]]

If the DONALD declares that he is transgendered

And is really a she

And he wins the election.

Would he / she

Then be considered our

First

Female president (?)

)(

Ah !!

Such REVOLUTIONARY

Times !!!!

•

We live our loves like

Mere bumps  on a log

Hoping no one comes and ***** on us

)(

•


The superficial days !

Even our pain is superficial

//

( Tiny little scratches on our arms ! )

)(

Whimpering little boys and girls

Singing so adult - like !

Psalms of terminally broken hearts !!

)(

But

When we die we are truly dead

-""-

with visions

Of naked bodies

Floating thru our

Otherwise

Empty heads !


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