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ohnoe Poems

in the middle of the midst of the scene i swear this fucker's already been seen cut to some day that seems like today or should be, maybe. except I can't quite manage to distinguish the quiet from the mirage from the extinguished stomping barefoot on broken glass moshing in a field of razor grass will the screaming ever ease? the shrieking ever cease? price paid over & over ad infinitum fight not to fade over & over and then some exhausted self-accosted so sick of this **** & its anti-exquisite ready to abandon belief in it but will when ever be the whole then again? will Clint ever really rock & roll & rule again? hmmm, we know you can't bind me if I decide to find me so get thee behind me before I remind me of the achievements I was “meant” for which I never ever gave a **** for Force of Nature my own answer intellectual emotional primal the forever genius jester wit charm & character with four-alarm laughter exiting the confusion burning cold fusion escaped from my asylum for the emotionally insane unbroken I again become and this phoenix shall remain