somehow i can feel
you Breaking,      
through these Walls  
of hollow Steel;  
hearing Mews    
of calm viBration,
sounding like the call
of Lightning.


i can See you,
loud n Clear.

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You cannot log on as a new user.  
Please use an account that has already logged on."

Feeling  a  Liveliness , 
of 
Dire  deSire,
is  
Living  in  Fear­lessness.

so
here we Are:






Arnold......Shortman,
Shorty......Meeks,
Mr......Meese­eks,
Ezekiel......Whitmore.


Morphine,,,,,,Morpheus,
Neo......Geo,
OG......Sour,
Sour......Diesel.


DeeDee's......Br­other,
Cousin......Vinny,
Vinny's......Lover,
Brothers......Grimm­.


Grim......adVentures,
Billy......Madison,
Hansel,,,,,,Gretel,­
Chelsea......Grin.










Grimace,,,,,,Misery,
Mister......eB­onic,
Bonny,,,,,,Clyde,
Kyle,,,,,,Kenny.


Kenny......Powers,
Pow­der  Puff  Girls,
"Girls  Girls  Girls",
Girls  Gone  Wild.


Wil­ee......Coyote,
Coyote......Ugly,
Ugly......Betty,
Betty......Cro­cker.


Doctor......Parnassus,
Doctor......Krieger,
Doctor......H­orrible,
Doctor......Evil.










Evil......Knievel,
Felix....­..the  Cat,
Captain  Jack  Sparrow:
"Captain......my  Captain".

­
Tinman,,,,,,Scarecrow,
"Rowrow  Rowyer  Boat",
Bo......Burnham,
­Earnest,,,,,,Vern.


Verdict,,,,,,Votive,
deVotion,,,,,,Vengeance­,
aVenging......Evey,
V,,,,,,Vendetta.


Denace......the  Menace,­
Crystal......Globes,
Snow,,,,,,Aesthetics:
Skeletal......Sheddin­g.










Head,,,,,,Tail,
Sally,,,,,,Jack,
Jack......Rabbits,
­Magic......Hatters.


Shattered......Glass,
Glasgow......Smile,
G­uile,,,,,,Vega,
Akuma,,,,,,Ryu.


You,,,,,,Me,
Beneath......the  ­Bleacher:
Jeepers,,,,,,Creepers,
Reapers......of  Seeds.


Seeds......of  Chucky,
Chuckie......Finster,
Principal......Muriel,
Yuri......Gagarin.
­





©  Copyrighted  Jesse  James  Adams

when
"time has Gone for far too Long,
and
all you Have are bags of Sand;
ill
hand you Mine and watch you Fall.
it
always makes me laugh.






after That ill dry your Tears,

clear your Eyes and hide your Sadness.
the
fact that I have cried for Years,
a
pears to be a napkin."






i
panic at the sight of love,
the
comfort of another Hand.
i
panic at the slightest Hug,

tugging from its Grasp:






Gasping as i try to Smile,

wider than i ever Have:

masking that i find you Vile.

"Liar Liar pants on Fire."

How Much Wood coulda Wood Chuck Chuck?
How Many Scares doesa Scare Crow Give?
How Many Songs doesa Song Bird Sing?
How Much Love coulda Love Bird Have?

if
mirrors  teal  my  Soul;
then
so  do  those  Eyes.