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Michael Parish May 2015
We felt unchanged like stiff feathers
All your fathers twelve daughters launched after us all like small meteors.
I couldn't tell the difference between you and a floating sculpture.  And I am undeniably sorry for bombing your fathers black lab with my snowy white ****.  Happy hunting.
Michael Parish May 2015
Our arms swung out
Like gills breathing.
We lived for our sucess with numbers and
We faced our bully's wet white hands.  
Our river!  You gave you gave
And we always came.
Michael Parish May 2015
No chicken paprika
No white wine with oysters
No paris!
I was in America buying Chinese food.
You were shopping for dynamite.
Michael Parish May 2015
Hey Johnny I know why you hate me
To who it may concern (Lindsay): I drank a red sea of whine.  Only you I confessed.  But if you came
I'm embarrassed because you probably  snuck into my room.   Beer boxes now become monuments of communism.  Don't step on my cameras.  
Instead of shoes walk on my nasty mattress (maybe my life isn't so bad).   I'm surrounded by addicts.  So many cars get what they want.  Lingo for the wise:  the less you know the more you can help your family out.  Getting away means getting back together my brother said second chances make love a lot better.   Don't let out excuses my mother drinks like a dragon (soar throats never moisten).  Hopefully the car can fly like a sphere I'm hoping better jobs mean more responcibility.
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.
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