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RW Dennen Dec 2014
The day of your smiles
vanquish
the night of your frowns

The elevator of your soul
has its ups and downs

The sea of your walk
sways in rhythmic sounds

The breath of your eyes
in fragrance delight

The rose of your lips
so soft, so red, so round

The silk of your skin
your angelic touch

Your heart of love
intwined with mine
vibrates its frequency,
two hearts in rhyme
RW Dennen Dec 2014
Wallow with me in the
absolute indiscriminate, undesirable mire
of mesh besides the ghouls of life that spew toxins
Feel the stinging lies fed through wires on invisible
currents across the land of misguided misenthrapes' agendas. Being heroic in your deed manifest great deeds
through inspiration by wielding your sword against the
salivating creatures of overwhelming greed
Wallow alongside me so we can fight together and feel
the last pangs of distress of this muddy muck
And so being of sound mind and after this spiritual battle
let our people of sound mind clean and plant its true aboundance and to be assured that we reigned in victory
RW Dennen Dec 2014
Hear my soul
Don't stand in my shadow
Dare to strive forward
Replenish your striving
Become your own wishes and not mine
The great baton is passed to you
I will soon meld into the abyss of by gones upon by gones

My inner kingdom soon dwindles into obscurity
My trumpets of announcements is but only a hushed breeze
Days of rest beckons to me and the great ****** hangs
over my head like a giant pendulum counting time

I still hear, feel, and see my muse crying out to me
not to abandon myself from myself
Space shrinks as time shrinks
The earth pulls me down as gravity will soon claim me
Mother Earth will soon embrace me and welcome
me home, from where we all came, from the beginning of time
RW Dennen Dec 2014
Give me your mind and talk to me
let us talk my talk
let us walk my walk

Beware because I am
not a gold miner or even a coal miner
but a mind miner, extracting your self-product
lying deep within your deep and dark hidden caverns
I will dig out your most hidden psyche
I will dig out your most deep inner world by my grinding words
Your inner product will be on a talking conveyer belt,
washed polished and dried to perfection
I will then reinvent your freshly dug up social product
and inspect for flaws
If all passes my inspection, that reflects myself,
the stamp will declare, approved by the Good Mind Keepers of "Herd Mentality".
Propagandist, Propagandist, Propagandist
RW Dennen Nov 2014
I will still love you even if Atlas tripped and
the earth dropped
I would search the heavens find the milky way;
find the "Big Dipper" and milk feed you

I would steal home base and give it to you;
become your double when you're in trouble,
become your alibi no matter what, do your dishes,
shine your shoes, make your bed and only give you
good news.

I would smile for you, cry for you, even lie for you
but should I ever die for you?
I would even smoke *** for you, eat the best food for you,
buy the best for myself for you
And being satisfied lay softly back and whisper to myself, "If I would for you, oooh yeah if I would for you."
RW Dennen Oct 2014
Lactose on the lips
of newly born a fundamental need
we seeked the ***

Comfort in your solitude,
thoughts emerge
in movie thoughts being
much clearer than before
Thoughts of a dear friend
pushed back into your abyss
and ready in need

We seek approval and
sometimes disapproval
We seek gestures from others

To glance in
to your other's
smiling face
feeling the body warmth
on a cold winter night

In ambition, seeking upwards
no matter what
Seeking the upward-spirit that is
still influenced
by your long
gone parents

Searching forever searching
for current realities always in flux

Trying to find that metaphorical
***

And most of all, the screamers for justice
they search for answers
They become the seekers of truth...
RW Dennen Oct 2014
My body is a vehicle
so I do pretend
And this I will defend
until the bitter end

Walking nearest stores,
and doors that open out
SLAM on your BREAKS
or get it in the SNOUT

Weave in and out
when traffic turtles walk,
cross your late fingers
to hear your bosses' BALK

Keeping to your right,
an american decision,
on the opposite side;
walking the English way,
a body collision

Ahead
hog-walkers walking s t r a i g h t  i n  a  l  i  n  e
slower than molasses
and YAPPING all the time
REEEEVEEE up your engine
and pass them on the left,
say a "Hail Mary"
and CURSE their walker's theft

Pavement hogs on corners
gather all about
Sometimes I dream,
of PUNCHING THEM ALL OUT!

Pheeeew have a good caminar, mis amigos
YOU HEARD ABOUT ROAD RAGE, WELL THIS IS PAVEMENT RAGE!!!
RAGE!!!!!!  I SHOUT HONK, HONK!!!
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