The synapse I created is water

Is my meditation complete?

I will leaf you there to breathe


I wanted to say eva green is to be written for
Not about

Hi Eva I wrote you a play

Eva enjoy my symposium from the last few days

Hi Emma enjoy

Emma Watson ladies and gents

The constable of Connacht

She shall figure the places tely

Tara try chely and Erin please

She ends up .....?

Well she wanted to know just like you
What you wanted to know
About yourself

She wanted to find something out about her with you

Open relationship stuff???

Hurts name was Racquel

She's Italian

I'm Irish

She ground me down like a cigarette she didn't smoke

Fide et amore
Fide et amore

Morning Jenna haze

Amire?  Plays are writing you in hear

Rupi, follow us in here

If you really want to hurt me
If you really want to make me cry

Let's look at two number sets in economics the real numbers and the insurance of the thought of those numbers.  Now we can think logically about language being valuable.

This is the insurance bubble.  
Government costs nothing but time and intelligence to operate.
Running in to the ground or long winded experiences are just that lots of hot air.

Logic is written into the constitution and there is no reinventing the wheel.

The wheel is for rolling obviously and not for disassembly to be created and shown off as a square.

Enjoying warning right now

I see the swell

That she went out

It was too big for us

We are only here to play with the rising rhythms

And she keeps making it back in

Something we will never be allowed to do

Charge someone for being hear

Poems take and give us sounds to

I don't know yet

I know when the girls made that change I paddled in

As one of my mentors back from the creation of the cfpb and her appointment by senator Kennedy

I enjoyed writing for her this last year
Now I believe we have finally reached a mutual goal
In a language build
To figure out a process of our government
A new liberty
Which will extend democracy

Trying not to expose

I cost soo much


And babies and old folks
Be abused
In the dying ugly mirror

in the program
i had to go first
the drug war
its gone
and the girl and boy on the ground
there they are, deplorable
we could send them in to the thought
but we wouldnt get a squeal from above
in the airborne
i get the call
tricks and that girls gonna need shackles
the boys gonna cry shes gonna **** me, help
so we don't fully seal the soul
just let the fall out of rent alone

naval warfare college
kevin j. mathenia

love to my sister, deputy reid ventura pre trial detention
rincon continuation schoolies forever

a beautiful friend of mine from sri lanka
ten years of friendship

and last night i shared with him
the translation of
the penny crimes

for when asking him of water
or cup
the words of danger and cost
are heard
not of freedom and life

the young child dies
without hot water
unable to wash the filthy cost
of freedom from her and his body

These messages are being captured and archived in compliance with the Presidential Records Act or the Federal Records Act

as a scholar from the 451st
my portion for the seal
is to develop the soft pull
as the navy envelopes the soldier
into a recon able deploy
his cinder plummets
and panic is command a single choice
fire=parachute
he is airborne
and my brother the general
has hand below brow
for his son crys peace to sleep

west point
kevin john mathenia

articulating the possums
meghan in hands often forged
relished and soiled, never of polish or toil
and harry, my younger brother, *****
for as taught is bach
so is mary's fraught's

king william so early in the rye
atop the irish board in chinese he'd rather pry?

the others sapling crept to mary in seeps
a gardners lapse?
before the oaken ample
yet in nested days wane
heralds of orients did play
the regretful doors in bards
capsuled ships not far

I, still the elder in the brit
squandered neerer scottish 5ths
tinctures wander, sourly pondered
beneath the maze not frayed

sanded meadow too low to grind
asked of mend or lines why not two cry
weakening hands without water
billowing glades bending and saunter

butterflys and pollen my dear blossoms

kendall and I half to halve been seen
in deserted mounds of mean
curted and quarelled
standing not furrowed
before the gentlest queen

zen gardenings awake
irish fence, good morning

hiding the mascara's rents
that one days length measured just i do
and inside of the tinsels twinkle
layed the cold and saved
ladies man who hadn't swung in time
to do much but hide in the rents of boys gone blue

antitrust

couldnt find that peace in his angered hands
longing for his desperate songs
i heard his wifes marriage
hiding the mascara's rents
that the boys flew off to find
layed the cold and saved days


in a rose tattoo