as passing soldier to your quarter
i made you bite that tongue
exiting interpol i relieved your bit
thats programmed man down

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Tells of…haven’t gotten that part
Waking city……calling last card
When lights count, down to the street
Making meet out of time


the stations, enter 1
in broken flakes of pain, cathedral loves for when?
the frigid pains of glass, callings of home?
to know nothing loves
and all is for, the taken boy
and against you rome is lent



god's behind
it was the divinity
which bled into her greed
she has many sisters
they will be leafed without name

the lights of eden sunder tulip trees
plays are available for reading on kindl

in broken flakes of pain, cathedral loves for when?
the frigid pains of glass, callings of home?
to know nothing loves
and all is for, the taken boy
and against you rome is lent

it was the divinity
which bled into her greed
she has many sisters
the will be leafed without name

the lights of eden sunder tulip trees

enter the field of journalism, perhaps the design of your art
has attraction in an audience few may reach in time
and to know who you are to them is that you built
a broken clock for only them, the yourself which
is not a wardrobe but a news to your own time

the objection to obtaining investigation is the
corespondents desk
thats a hot microphone within confined ability to testify
espionage act pertains to these investigations
we got to clean up our act at home before going abroad today
with our ink
to justify disposition, have none
second only to objectification is residue of witness
this is a conflicted attorney being debuted as a dissuasive manuever
thats obviously the inflicted guilt of choice

pulitzer teams are blind to justice
we need readership to justify making a living in america
this is a very high altitude at this point in time
lets not keep this to a minimum
we got all night and tomorrow no americans are cleared to depart