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Michael John May 27
i
i like to be free, says lily
my self is mine own
completely and though others

are fine-the sun and moon
so-it is to me, is my first loyalty
o little sisters and brothers..
Michael John May 26
and when you say
what are you doing here
i say,hot women and cold beer..

no,what are you doing here
bijou tear..
bloated ghostly alien..
Michael John May 26
and they accuse me of naivete
lily wonders-i will not hate
she says..

my heart is my f own!
this small blue marble my home
my difference is mine..
Michael John May 26
who
who do i think i am
a sad alien or something..
my opinion..means nothing..

but just like you i am
alone on this little blue marble
hoping for the best..
Michael John May 26
the marble has gone and
alone-who wants to be alone?
we will believe anything
rather than, alone..

there may be 7 billion..
there may be alien..
there maybe spanish afternoon
television..but alone..
Michael John May 25
you know where it is,
some strange foible
between f9 and f10
(whatever they are..)

o my heart it is!
endless circle..
what does it portend
some fallen star..?

the future it is
the most fearful
it is the unknown
yellow with blue arc..
Michael John May 25
this marble is supreme
distraction
there is no light or
anything  but some hue
we call blue..and a background of
***** yellow-i see we have no future
i don´t care..
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