come to earth,
meet kevins irish mits
speak well before the king
write me a poem

you are on the ground
in defeat

the irish general
does not to release water

zen

fitness

now you are clavicled by an irish knight

had you drawn ink from japan
i would have not spoken

water is of food
now you beg for instruction

daoist resign

there is no path to wisdom from you

you are the illiterate

this is to speak to jenna haze
asking of the future
to teach me of speaking irish poetry, privately, writing our words

beneath the darkness, i have learned

for the second time, i feel so alive, worthed
by anjelas remorse, leaving you blind

suffering is inability to speak of love to love

be involved in goodbye for now
and journal list yesterday, where the baby last rested that head

jared, i got to hear today

thats social anxiety, huh

anti social is just,
privacy laws are just

sad but true doesnt fade to black
it stays the same way, forever

two may unquestion the meaning
two may never have opportune moments
to create inertia

i open the wound again jenna
to plummet further
that you wont find me again

to the future of past friends
that know kevin is gone
thats irish poetry

reclusive measures haunt for surrender in ink

hear as i create trust in men of records
perils home is naught of your concern
chivalry lives

the inner peace, investigate
hiding leases of soiled waters

presents of embarrassment, be torn from my pages

the spanish playwrights

ok

will she come back

the light in the eyes of you, your self
is only another day in the future
the void fills in, into you passing time
that no life is lost until it bends and grieves
the grief follows itself down the stairs
and when your hinge is born, news of another birth

this is a love, only a singular love away from not being...
loved backwards

the morrows are up to you to pull from heaven and begin the troov
Troov is the official software to manage lost and found properties Musée du Louvre

oriana, deer, this is empty darkness back again, the cured found
the emptied reason of space in task, the lifted veils of man as boy for your lifes examination of nothing

— The Beginning —
kevin  23h
the middle path
for and with the undiscovering of the mind
the untouched rendering of paint
the unknowing of war and wars
a vowel a verb reflection
before the slaving, water and narcissus
as she was meaning so shall i

when will she bring a new song
Mary Huxley  7h
Is it a part to a poem??
kevin  now
no this is the philosophy of zen
i attend the school of thought as wells are poor
kevin  now
zen is the partaking of meditation to be present in the time of wisdom

wisdom is a women unbothered by your life, ?

the inaction and undoing of your mind
for interfere is not real

the turn of proverbial limit upon a worlds head
as holding the worth becomes your worth
you are found without words
only lies of why you were created by ***** laundry
perhaps this is american colloquilism

adam smith deux jokes people
treatise are fraud by american capitalists of no no's
international crimes
proceed with subversive letters and freespeech in pamphlet forms
quality of quarters are rations of ink

i am not a share, nor are you, without your ink mine never soils

before the sage and the nomad
your ears learned of why eyes

aura's mission to create
is beneficial in the times of aura
creating work and improvement
being research and exploration
of work
this is usable today
this is also wiser than yesterday of when?
when the other year has not approached

aura is an internet company
not a non profit ponzi scheme
the schematic of work is crimes against the poor
a poisonous monopoly over calming natures home

dim approaches
requiring ceremony
in the ancient ways and...
memories of civilization
the master
of us, his slaves
to worship his belief
the egodeaths
confounding books
neither finding nor forwarding the mark
book ended
in ireland
or china
the point
is that, behind you
your kingdom is full of dead you's

the cost of your suicides
that you would against them
learn only from yourselfish

your selfish childish fun

enter, the tail of the novice legislators
you should sit in mediocrity for 20 hours a day
while peasant children die from your mercy
then a sound of trumpet in disarray chariots mere kat fires
and tails are woven from your disdain of love
capitalism
never enter my democracy poems

and again to the breach to visit your mistaken identity
the whale hag and the shale rubble of pitiful rock n roll attorney's

voucher for the fraud girls need high school nubile
nubile supple gorge of rotten egg lips

an introduction to the other path
the high road
steppings a side of a plane
between eternity and me
where i gave up life
for a blind doorway
inside of wisdom
from within a hows it gone
the ending from me
world war 3
thats your choice
now, suicide
how have you felt lately
without me

when the world shrugs
beneath the feet, the soul
under, your foot my life
the thought of with you
never calls for paper
your not us
we are poor folk
without shame
and capable of before
before the country becomes tonight

a mis tightened clunk in the engine
still not my thoughts
argue, inside alone
argument meant it was already me who won

If and when
Why
All legal letters
Are missing

Legislation Legislature Legislating

Someone has taken
Not given