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Mark Wanless Sep 2017
"Dibble"
 
 
 
fertile feet dibble
in giant blue current
of mind perceives
burning rubber anger
pink innocent tickle
green lean and mean
copulation various bits
of ticks born of clocks
i geyser control
truth purple *****
law gold ****
wet dog philosophy
gangrene stench war
quandary of yellow
red toreador insanity
love kaleidoscope on high
love eyeless riff coffin
six feet down and breath-in
hey boo  boo
Mark Wanless Sep 2017
"Dharamsala"

In the middle of the hub
Bub smelling diesel fumes
With both lungs
I press my cheeks
To warm cement and watch
And listen
I see monkeys watching we
Hear little buzzy horns
People doing the thing
Called walking
The tops of airborne eagles
And crows wings outspread
Evaporated snow
Thousands of disturbed flies
From their garbage lunch sorry
Policeman beggarman Indian guru
Thief ? not yet
Except for two cows and a monkey
Smokers hack
Fruits and vegetables
Female sidesaddle motorcycle
Passengers
No sidewalks
Streets shared by people
And machines in traffic patterns
Of foreign cognition
From this side anyway
Welcome warm sunshine
Congested nasal passages
Wearers of blankets robes turbans
Shawls flip flops tennis shoes
Lots of big ****** horns
Politely saying move please
Braided ponytails galore
Four vehicle traffic jam
Goods carrier tourist cab jeep
Rebar Thank God!
Electric wires and water pipes
Functionally scattered
Traffic police large guardrail dents
Guest house hotel tea stalls
Himalayan butterflies
Sleeper sleeping
Broken gurgling fountain
Beards
Malas
Backpacks
Candy
goodbye kalsang
Mark Wanless Sep 2017
"Delusion"
We live with delusion
To keep us from being
Free
To keep away
Acceptable death
To keep near
Food and ***
We live with delusion
Like we live with bone
star trek enterprise
Mark Wanless Sep 2017
"Delirious"

I took the world so serious
It made me quite delirious
The lack of justice pained me so
I lost the will and means to grow
I hung on to my childhood way
It **** near put me in the grave
WILMA
Mark Wanless Sep 2017
"Deeply Learned"


Deeply learned are 
         laws unspoken
Actions form and feed
         the soul
Conscience stirs the
         inner cauldron
Boiling forth we prance
         and crow
room 222
Mark Wanless Sep 2017
"Dawn"

Child, child, wake up!
You've been asleep to long.
The night of fear is over
And the darkness almost gone.

See and breathe the daylight
Touch it with your mind.
Then tell the waking others
Of the simple peace you find.
Mark Wanless Sep 2017
CUP
"Cup"

I saw a spirit in a cup
       With cracks        encrusted grime
A smear of paint resemblance face
       Vestigial shape in time
to the moon alice
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