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neth jones Feb 8
lying, deceitful liar    panting live in the steamy mongrel of my slummy hive / marksman, deficient marksman   rake out my mortar - the body laughter - criminal grime  ; an absent partner /  

kissed ; what a frisky view - the sky seems so keen
from here   it's howling downhill  fire i breathe
so sweet to greet the menial hereafter

                                                - [manic laughter]
had the song This Town Ain't Big Enough for Both of Us by Sparks stuck in my head when i wrote this and two other shorts
Mark Wanless Jan 2023
there is perspective
i see thats pleasing to me
ha ha ha ha ha
Mark Wanless Oct 2021
one of the poets
on planet thinks their shakespeare
which on is it   ha
Mark Wanless May 2021
i dream of walking
on mountains   ha ha ha just
one hundred paces
Mark Wanless Aug 2019
consequences or truth
ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
I over 10 feet of the ground
With my pride in my pocket
And my cap snapped back

The purse and lipstick
Keeps the secrets on lips
They talk of your beauty

Like a ******
Of culture
The worst dancer on the dance floor
You make me shy
I want you anyway
Getting drunk on gin
Shining on the road sign
There's a hotel with your name

I guess I'm still looking for you
Keep looking for the truth
About the skies
That bathe in the sun
Like a hot bath
In April
Wonderous substance
CUred, ignored
Roll the dice
Feel the signs of fear and coldness
Like ice in your fridge
Your head's in the right place
He'll keep it in his fridge
Attached at the seams
You're a human and you give me the chills
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