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"anent" poems
Society has good intentions Bureaucracy is like a friend 5 years ago - other furies other losses - America's trying to control the uncontrollable Forest fires, Vice The essential smile In the essential sleep Of the children Of the essential mind I'm all thru playing the American Now I'm going to live a good quiet life The world should be built for foot walkers Oily rivers Of spiney Nevady I am Jake Cake Rake Write like Blake The horse is not pleased Sight of his gorgeous finery in the dust Its silken nostrils did disgust Cats arent kind Kiddies anent sweet April in Nevada - Investigating Dismal Cheyenne Where the war parties In fields of straw Aimed over oxen At Indian Chiefs In wild headdress Pouring thru the gap In Wyoming plain To make the settlers Eat more dust than dust was eaten In the States From East at Seacoast Where wagons made up To dreadful Plains Of clazer vup Saltry settlers Anxious to ********** The Mongol Sea (I'm too tired in Cheyenne - No sleep in 4 nights now, & 2 to go)
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Bus East
Verily the exordium told anent a beauty engirdled in her fedora soliciting those whoever descried her into her mere servile admirer eight trenchant tinctures upon her body invigorate like a cadenza I dare not to contradict the verity that I am beguiled afore her whilst the snain distilled faintly enwreathed her in unctuous silk concordantly she devote herself earnestly to the impeccable rain that emanate her fragile poetry with prestidigitation in a whisk forsooth she is but the vernacular sobriquet to the soul of the rain recall me otherwhile during the rainstorm champagne did coerce and the sunset's glass of wine exude her ingratiating persona like a myriad of aphrodisiac summarized in a single verse when harmony and lyrics danced in the crepuscular crescendo all of that needed to be enunciated is it is you do not harshly let me be thy unrequited dilettante
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Jul 15, 2013
Jul 15, 2013 at 4:27 AM UTC
Vernacular Sobriquet to the Soul of the Rain
Paradoxically it is easier sometimes to search for a more complicated explanation than to accept a simple truth.
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Sep 4, 2015
Sep 4, 2015 at 2:56 AM UTC
Anent a sleeping problem