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Michael Parish May 2015
We've been stung so many times black bears drink our pollinated ****.  I always wondered if numbness equaled toughness.  You, Wrestling your whiskey den and  leaving nothing but black turds through out your furry funfettie carpet.  How hard working you were before the predawn sunrise of a meaningless morning.  Now the blue moon cries sobriety for half a creasant .  I guess it isn't easy to change a phase not when somebody already gave out the calendar.  Each of us circle holidays just get drunk next to a clock.
Michael Parish May 2015
I'm up before 3:30 am
It's ****** up.
I'm almost dead like a bomber
If you understand we've already made
A picture.
Your mother my mother
Slobs and drools like a ***** mop.
We can squeeze recharge undo but in the end
She gets ***** and excuses her husbands empty furniture.
Listen!  Money really is easy.
Watch.  I have a good check
But I'm drugging whiskey or else I'm
Giving advice to keep the man who doesn't identify in business.  
Pay attention if your already ******.
Don't give in so easy.  
My friends get me back when I've exchanged shirt sweater or bra.
We don't care we're only people in the end. I've filled up the morning and now I can sleep with chocalate moose
I cuddle up next to a closed window woith out blankets.  I can rub my face at the end a May and try to understand we're living only trying to understand how everyone feels.  Let me tell you they a
Feel better then we think they do.
Michael Parish Apr 2015
I'll take you to all the places you ever been

Because you wana see the planet with me again
Yea I'm sucessful
I'm richer then reuplicans
More sucessfule the the Walton's and..
I can make life begin again
Time is fast and you need to slowdown and live again.  Quit your job and let me give you happy sin
***** relegion we can climb laws with out Moses.  
Let's be ourselves and let the mansions build
I can make you the women who never gives
Reality hardship.  
I can show you what love us.
Michael Parish Apr 2015
The weeks are skipping and flashing my eyes dancing like red fire crackers
In summertime
And the heroic children run sword in hand beating the weeping  cherry blossoms until every corner of city sidewalk is flowered with piƱata petals and hope of a better life.
Michael Parish Mar 2015
On top of my eyes i see the clay eartth dry like a cast of vanilla sunshine
Michael Parish Mar 2015
He gasps and and exales with his cheap door open.

I have a delima because...

How can he trust my honesty.  

We watched our son replay a delusion
How can we sit and tell him reality doesn't mean eternity.  
I'm only close...
He holds his licked breathing, one bridge  could hold his body in a
White pearly coffin.

No matter how he grows my husband forgets he is crazy.  Some how jobs go awry,  jokes, humor, pleasure and reality mean: he will die toothless and unhappy.  

I told him in a truthful drunken nite:  
You are homosexual because I never watched you kiss or grab a can of red paint.  He only works for his drunkedness.  But he gets better, because he want the music he can't transpose.  He wants something he can't understand to translate Into genuis.  I am a mother...
I am a women who can die from bee stings.

I hope he comes home before I fall asleep.
Michael Parish Mar 2015
You want to go
I can give a car
And  weird smile
Come change tires
So I'm ready
So I made something
Gods love doesn't flow
Some gir make me happy
Oh well how do we ever know
I'm painting
I'm I'm choking
I'm ready for graves
Go inside building
And look for leaves
I'm trying to tell you
We can always find a crumpled up failure.  
Don't let go we're riding dunes
Don't lauph looked batman
Don't sing like Sinatra
What you own is your own.
Leave imtelect like a bird
You can only watch ballet dancers
You can only make a river with or with out control.  So have fun
Tell us all your wife loves you
More then mountains  and small towns
Tell us all what you think about
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