This is the life I was promised
This is the life I will take

We voted Nixon
     For Change
We voted Kennedy
     For Change
We voted Obama
     For Change
We voted Trump
     For Change

But the Calculus remains
     The Same
But we Kin folks remain
     Divided
But we circle our Wagons
     Indifferently
But our painted face remain
     Hateful

You asked
     in a Movie of my Birth
If our Methods are sound

I replied my scripted Line
     "I don't see any method at all, sir"

"I've been having dreams
     Jumping on a trampoline"

We ask how am I so much in Love

We can't joke about Trolls anymore Homeless monsters Living under
Our bridges, beneath our privileges

We can be kind to Orc folks nevermore  
Hordes invading Colors over
Our borders to steal misfit toys

I guess it was never funny:
your pain, our Ghost Strugglers without voice and dwindling choice

Is is OK to laugh with racist friends at the Comedy Store?
Is it fine to put Goblin babies in a corner for easier M√rder?

Take it easy

We've been on this Slippery Sl°pe before with my Bon Vivant and wet Jovi

12 hours ago

Magic it flows
Chaos that shows

Shake it goes

make it
form it
called it

in the cold
in the Native
black of night

A Son journeys
down with a Magi
sleeping in snatches
stealing lunch breaks

Down a Mountain
with Hope's boulder
at His back

And a Rapper's Delight
endlessly looping
in His ear

"broken glass everywhere"

At the end, liked
I said at minute 9

It's a figa feast
A Zatoichi fantasy

"Ha haha"
"Whyyyy?"

Because this was all folly

Sometimes we need pop
From a queen cuz the Michael is dead

Sometimes we need teenage fantasy
From a gold heart cuz Girls are player too

Sometimes we need mules
To mine for Cryptic ore cuz currency comes

With our morning breakfast!

Forever

For every birth, a passing
For ever passing time
A birthday

Compressing my heart
Compressing indigo
interlaced with green
Happiness

We all have our Grand
Mothers - bookends gone
because our stories r neverending

Yesterday I danced
under the first quarter Moon
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Monday, I'll be a pallbearer
again bearing witness
2 Jedi grace in parting
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And in the mourning
In the early day light of night
I won't forget
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Bye Thursdays, I'll be with she
A moment glowing in the dark
under a Hunter's Moon
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9 minutes ago

Zone of Transition
Cortical interneurons before
Their tangential invasion

Or gabaergic Purkinje
Amassing Armada before
Their radial Normandy

I was never officer
Material
Maybe I'm a gentle
Man

A Lone wolf without a cub
A Vagabond fantasy

A black and white Zatoichi
Transmogrified 2
A colorful toxic Hanzo
2 masculinity

Ah.

There's the rub

A middle path
Neither right nor left
But definitely dexterous and sinister

A Babel tower er^ct
In our lingual babbel

Or a gradient descent
With our Fel*rian Queen

Whatever.

A censored Blackhawk down
Or Phoenix propaganda rising

We don't really matter
In our Bird Clan cl^m@x

8 minutes ago