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John McCafferty Oct 2021
Continue to process the words in your head, extracting these whispers which simply linger and listen to each of those gifts delivered.
Pick up on the frequencies which ring in sync, with a tone clear to hear that's felt from within, risen up from our chest to the head as it spreads.

Draw in a line between each speckled dot, removing the fog to make sense of our self, helping unclog built up tears often hidden. When we try to grasp traits from silent ideas, varied trickle effects help let go of the fear.
Prioritised tasks edge out further unclasped, where the forward thinking sinks in amongst us.
Contemplative thought of feelings less said,  as helpful hints given are informed well ahead.
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Ken Pepiton Jan 2020
Is this your boring time, or a roaring time

tale
eating itself, perse, Percival,

quaff from the silver cup, ere the golden bowl
is broken,
in this round

of heavy metal madness conducted by

the arms of Krupp,
produced with the financial wizardty

of Meyer Amschel, himself, behind the sign

of the red shield. Kein Scheisze, no wuwu none dare

call conspiracy or treason, this is reason

remaining from my last dis
course, or dis
curse, or
cuss, just cussgodamitall, a bit
go
dam it all, god
am it all to hell and imagine god did it to make
imperial valley bloom.

OOP. object orientation program, re
set.

Are you ready? Post-read, going ons get sticky, in some
foul smelling ways,

lessons in preparation for separation from

individuated minds, feels
crazy, but it's like
any giant step, in your first thousand league boots,

stepping into an un known with a being
called a poet.

Feels just,
like falling, easy as accepting Pi for Tau now. Knowing
no better.
2020 vision particle being tested for insensitivity to scorn

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