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What do I have to do
to get through to you:
I do what I must to survive.
Send thanks to any god
you dream and believe:
Shame is sitting still, smoking ****.

Do I
just get by?
According
to the
world
at large, oh
yes, oh yes.

Do I
just get by?
According
to me,
the
world's gonna
end, oh yes.

If you want to waste your mind on me,
that's fine --
I'll be using mine for feeling,
and I'll be full to satisfied.

What do I have to do
to get through to you:
I do what I must to survive.
Send thanks to any god
you dream and believe:
Shame is sitting still, smoking ****.

Scanning
racks and shelves
for any
piece of
me
in what you
have here made.

Scanning
racks and shelves
for any
precious
piece
of yours
to ruin   with my appreciation.

If you want to waste your mind on me,
that's fine --
I'll be using mine for feeling,
and I'll be full to satisfied.

Start the day
the only way
that works for me.
Lighter, light ****.
Massage ball, get my shoulder free.
Lungs, please, do continue.
Carry me through dance.
Tighten the strings
of the universe
through me,
from my feet to my hands.
Maniac girl Jan 8
All that I believe,
is Christmas and sweet Jesus,
And a life which is luxurious,
Theorem of Pythagoras,
Verselet of Lucretius.

All that I want from you,
My dear God so glorious,
Money tremendous,
Prestige and illustrious,
Fancy car and diamond by nature so precious.

All that I like is,
Cutting off my wrists,
Drowning in the beaches,
Humbert and Dolores,
Melodies and sad chorus,
Inflorescence and Laurus,
Portrait of Dorian Gray and us.
juliet Dec 2018
your prestige and glamour
have grown too much
so many people bow down to you but
you can’t see your own feet.
expect me unwelcome
to your golden throne
i’ll raise your prices
flat iron my tongue to make you happy
rhythmize my lips so they sway
to the beat of my hips,
to the music of love
                                  love
                                             love
Leslie Ledezma Jul 2017
The shaman, madman, medicine man, poet, philosopher king
Could do what they willed - privilege.
Because they had the sacred connection, understanding.
They were the ones who could cure and purge.
They represent the notion of being bent for discovery,
The were the sacred - prestige.
So they, from all time, had the privilege
of being the madman genius.

— The End —