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Pushing back occlusions,
opening the shame shed,
I said, If I could, I would, love my enemy...
Our... inspiring wedom myth or mystery
bring your least worthy self, knowing
only we
prayers, never having heard me prayers,
save from dying folks on telly,
pray…
------------- times and time, and a half a time
memorial days to come,
during some poor soul's error,
finding I am as alive as ever was,
thinking we imagine life without us
is as if no life were, but we know better.

Ersatz Earth and Star maps from Griffith Park.

Life with no beat, buzzing, humming cicada rate
when do we assume the mind frame, cicada rate

cycles subterranean, staggered emersions, cosmic
clocks synchronized, some when, once, aha, we all,

us cicada, concentrations, thinking we don't have
cicadas where I live, so my ears are in a realm older,

if, in fact, fiction is not an art, fitting future hope
where now, hate and envy and incredulity hold hostage

truths we never speak of in church.

One way I have told the greatest story ever told,
the story bound within the covers on the book of life.

Lo', a bystander waves, signaling all clear. Tabula rosa.

Right on, some where, higher on the pain share meter,
O, Danny Shapiro, the pain, the pain, a toothache in 1873.

As the conditions were, but for a rural farm project 'lectric,
one light bulb, one refrigerator, one resistance coil burner.

A rather Spartan lifestyle, as reported,
in the Washington Star, the Moonies Newspaper,
sa sa lederlin sa, we lost our way in 1983, woke here, as
ware
with python variables accessible by original Hypercard scripts.

Imitating Life, the entirety of living things, non-infinite things,
ones,
onces upon times,
not this one, then those days,

solitude, subtlest fortitude, iron cage, bricked in,
put away in penance in some hyper holy cult of killers.

Here he comes, to save the day!
That means that Mighty Mouse, is on the way!

Who financed Snidely Whiplash?
Who floated Wiley Coyote's single satisfaction source
of never ending creative means to fail, for a laugh,

Slap stuck without the embarassment you see in comics,
assment so wise it feels too cheap, freedominion wedoming.

Give me the children, for three hours each Saturday,
I'll give you certified boomer level consumers, trust me.

Three Musketeers was big enough for you and two chosen.
Who is it who gets it,
the girls, boo, old advertising boom repercussing, whamo!

No fee poetic licentiousness' eh? Free for the reader's attention

in the realm of musing minds joining when winds tighten
to force a flush from the wetlands to feed the fish,
who feed the people who feel better thin than fat.
This is a real effort to not demean the art involved in giving verse free forms.
It never works until some time is spent to read this far...
Though there are plenty of colours to choose from,
night time decided to lose some
and picked only one,
that one is dark.

and if night time is tuned in with nature
it follows that nature is sometimes quite dark.

so
now I'm looking out on nature
can't see a sodding thing
but
dark.

wonderful init.
Oh
She said,
'okay, give me a bell'
so
I gave her one

hey!
wind your necks in,
I gave her a bell,

one from Notre Dame
ha
she wasn't expecting that.
Her features change
but not as quickly
as the weather.

She still looks though
like she looked years ago,
like you'd like to get to
know her.
'Goodwill to all men'
but that was back then
when most men were..
( and now I'm trying to think what most men were but I swear that I can't think )

...malcontents with armaments
refugees in canvas tents
we should sue for recompense..

..there'll be another truce
time for croissants and
orange juice

it's a ***** war
so what's the use
in trying to stay clean.
It's either the violin or the mandolin
screeching out its melody
reaching into me
the antithesis of what man could be,

i ain't fussed
I cussed it in my grandma's breath,
she watches over me
and sees what I see
and
that is death.
Man or machine
I mean
machine or man
what am i?

Apparently I'm offline
******* internet
I get it
it's ****
and always will be.

Going rogue is in vogue
or so I read.

***** helps to dim the lights
helps me to forget the nights

I'm on my second now.
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