HARD HEARTS


Hearts of sugar,
hard hearts,
of hard sugar.
Hardened,
hard souls,
enraged,
who tell themselves,
like syrup,
sweet lies.
They became hard,
deceived hearts,
that see themselves and don't see themselves.
In their own world,
indulgent souls,
unwilling to look,
benevolent,
embittered,
hypocritical,
deceived.
without criticizing themselves.
Without knowing how to see themselves,
self-satisfied,
souls ******* others,
they believe they are made of sugar,
and they are hard walls of sugar.
in their flawed mirrors.
Sweet glances for themselves,
in their distorted reflections,
sharp teeth with others,
double standards,
self-satisfied,
harsh judges
with others.
Hygroscopic hearts,
that **** up what's good,
and tell themselves they are good.




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28-VII-2025

In comparison of reason or statement
Contending to speak
Speak to contend in efforted gasps
In defined scholar without study
Abbreviation of democracy
Where response lemons
Your next day is face valued

The comparative literature quoted little
In chaising life's rebuttal
After leaders of time
Hearing of you
For lengthy hull plows many slaves
And the poor are swept to a still
Feed the feast of your consequence

Impotent port of sand
Hanging weakend dried hearts cups

Shine! This Is Us

Getting obstructed in your airports
Baggaged

The journalists of images
Paint for us the knowingly facades
In hindsight losing poignantcy
The children find no respite from your taste

Bribed out of chivalry

Life breaking into a cameras crying peace

Daddy was a bank robber

I caused you to break into my shelter looking for *** huh?

Lonely Tara?

Tara New York City rebukes the hollared as
Pvris Tara?
Nail Toes in ***!
Pail,lunch, off ,my seat
Napkins, butter, yawn

Again, recital

Lawrence Hall
Mhall46184@aol.com
Dispatches for the Colonial Office

                                          “Just One More Thing”

His shabby raincoat
His rumply old suit and tie
His “Just one more thing…”

Envy

Always lurking,
those glances,
that ****,
envy.

Observing,
what they will never have,
always looking to suffer.

Searching for what they don't possess,
those empty lives,
that have no life.

Lives without substance,
that don't wish well,
filling everything with thorns.

Admiring all that belongs to others,
without knowing how to enjoy,
what is their own.

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