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 Sep 2015 reposession
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 Sep 2015 reposession
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Less than nothing,
Born into Oblivion
Carving iridescent
Beauty
Through these
endless
Streams of pity.
I counted the world
Upon your lips,
I found my
Sweet Damnation.
We are dreams in the mirrors of our minds ,
Where all the strange ones are the kinds .
No one can tell our stories .
No one can feel our glories unfold .
Behold the mystery of our race ;
The etchings of time mocks the pace .
In our years ; in our fears
And in our mortal tears :
We are dreams in the mirrors of our minds .
A day or more can reveal the score
But change will never stand still .
In our years and in our fears ;
Our past : we shall never **** .
The future comes to show it's brawn ,
While in the present , the game's playing on .
And when , in the end , our final light shines ;
We are just dreams in the mirrors of our minds .
From . ' The HodgePodge Assumptions '.
by sparX Kuijper © 1983
Somewhere the theories hold true .
Only , in random spaces .
Murky bog of the bayou ;
Lonely , in empty faces.
From . ' The HodgePodge Assumptions '.
by sparX Kuijper © 1983
I met a man at the top of my stair .
The man I met wasn't there .
He wasn't there there again today .
I wish that man would go away .
Not at all my work: But, always bears repeating .
Taught thought in time slot
Crime line held to pine
Worst thirst never first
"All is well." they say
Yet earth is hell today
Mill bill not a thrill
Moat vote gets the boat
Fair air very rare
Pretty as the peaches
More polluted beaches
Who knew what to do
The whole show will not go
Fine lined but is it signed
Where is Earth decadent
Now who will  represent
To put it in a nutshell
Earth has truly gone to hell
From .'The HodgePodge Assumptions'.
by sparX Kuijper © 1983
He carries his earnings
Slung over his shoulder
In a bag of blackened coal

At night if you listen
He quite often talks
To a woman he used to know

"Kapi Kapi
Come back to me
Kapi Kapi
Come take me home
Kapi Kapi
Don't you neglect
To bury me in a bag
Of blackened coal"
This is for the young girl or boy
That treats that blade like a toy
Writing words instead of ****** lines
Words instead of tears
Words instead of suicide
Writing words she fears

Writing words above her ****** lines
Words that smear with tears
Words that spell out suicide
Writing words she fears no more
Staying still in wonderment
Having nothing to say
The creature's punishment
Is carried out today .

The days are long
And you struggle not to fight
While you sing this song
On your never ending flight .

You should have known , you shouldn't have
Broken away from the sun .
You could have known , you couldn't have
Been the only one .
Now that that's your only fright
It's all on your never ending flight .
From The HodgePodge Assumptions - 1979
' The HodgePodge Assumptions '.
by sparX Kuijper © 1983
I HEARD SOMEONE CRYING
             INSIDE HIMSELF
I FELT SOMEONE SCREAM
             OUTSIDE THE DOOR
HE HEARD ME CALLING
             HE FELT ME FALLING
                           NEVER MORE
From . ' The HodgePodge Assumptions '.
by sparX Kuijper © 1983
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