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Apr 2014
why am i afraid?
because you're afraid
what color is the sky
where is my moon?
why does the sky bleed blue?
i have carbon filters
fresh water promises
people who don't want to die by my side
die somewhere else with jelly bean bellies
some color cast in all

frames pass by
slap,slap,slap like good dope, or going over a bridge
like birds flapping wings or visions of ancient gods


good wanderings
always wear a rubber
bad endings and hopeless angels going upward
red hair beautiful soul looking out for us chumps

the sanity is in seeing double
knowing the enemy is above you and below you
there is a massacre to be held
a genocide to be dealt

we dwarf all
we ******* common sense
we come down and cling to substance
the best won in the worst eye

now we're ******* with the oceans
its very tide
those who appreciate this are done for
those who own their emotions  do not know

i have only one gate
come on down here see what its like
clawing your way out of a bottomless pit.
yet rejoice everyfoot
you have made it somewhere where it doesnt matter
Carl Hoek
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Carl Hoek  new york city
(new york city)   
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