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i am drowning in your many waters sea and sky reversed like an inside-out TV looking up into the depths of your you-ness i want to be deeper i want to go deeper i want to know deeper i want to we deeper i want to wear your body like a self and look at me which is you the mirror is the door
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Feb 6, 2021
Feb 6, 2021 at 7:32 PM UTC
fluidic love;: when the flood comes? {section won}
The only time I went down on a knee was to look up                    and say baby be mine. She said I do.. None of us should            bend a knee to another unless that is the one. All others can have there inferiority complex! Keep in the shelf marked                 I don't give two ***** Never expect to lower than another.         Stand tall,         and see yourself at equal length. Doesn't matter who you are,    no other is better than you                         or you than another. The only time I went down on a knee was to look up                    and say baby be mine. She said I do.. But ill never grovel                    before another, My knee was one time thing. I'm no better than you,     We'll all stand tall next to each other
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Nov 5, 2018
Nov 5, 2018 at 5:05 PM UTC
Never Bend A Knee
offerings dropped harvest falls in bleak shadows feeding winters hunger
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Oct 26, 2017
Oct 26, 2017 at 5:03 PM UTC
offerings dropped [H]
I read in a book It said "Always lower yourself." "Give up the good for others." "Lower yourself." I think I may have lowered myself too much.
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May 21, 2017
May 21, 2017 at 8:34 PM UTC
Lower
I feel his hands on my shoulders, When I sink lower into the bath tub, I feel his hands on my back, When I sink lower under my covers at night, I feel his hands on my neck, When the pills sink lower down my throat, I feel his hands on my waist, When my finger sinks lower into my mouth, I feel his hands on my ankles, When I'm sinking lower into depression, I feel his hands on the back of my head, When I sink lower into the noose, I feel his hands all over my body, When I sink six feet lower into my grave.
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Apr 8, 2016
Apr 8, 2016 at 11:35 PM UTC
I Feel Him
He wasn’t a boy, He was forty years old But they called him boy; A habit born of old Bigotries and behaviors Difficult to defend But that doesn’t mean They came to an end The shoeshine boy Mostly shined the shoes And if anyone listened, he had Good advice they could use. But most read their papers On the busy city street And paid no attention To the wisdom by their feet. The people read the news And ******* about things And gave their confusion Talkative wings. One day a guy asked Why do people do The horrendously crazy Things they seem to do? The shoeshine boy looked up And gave the man a smile And said a pithy sentence After a decent while. He said it often, Sometimes audibly, “Most people die Of plain stupidity.” The fellow thought this wise And shared it with his friends And that’s how a catchphrase Or idea ultimately begins. It’s something that is simple But makes a lot of sense For those looking for answers If they are not too dense. Sometimes it’s the only answer That seems to apply at all When madness is afoot And morality seems to fall; When people waste money On toys instead of their kids. That is often how they take A ride down to the skids. If only they heeded the things The shoeshine boy said, They might have grown wiser Fewer rocks inside their heads. But instead they sided with Maddening mediocrity Never realizing most folks Die of plain stupidity.
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Jul 8, 2015
Jul 8, 2015 at 11:19 PM UTC
SHOESHINE BOY