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SnowingOdin7 Aug 2019
It's constant screen shots. Viable realistic moments. Violence and silence. Like telekinesis it's intelligence is ancient any dialect different depictions of hyroglyphic carvings Martyrs starving marketing free parking marketing trends and silver valley silver dreams ..
My free Blocks bloom the airwaves I airport and gallow like followed ghosts I'm hybrid world's and religions Dementionally crashed.
I laugh and trash like a trashed mass of masks held in skins for reference to polictal agenda and conspiracy. I don't think you hear me ? I'm alien spelling like hikuas and moves of a muse based upon my personal views. I clue and blue cry for your favorite rapper but can't relate to my knowledgeable gratitude. I am rude and running jumping tracking and follow through. Months I moved and made moves. I'm over lazy acts falls snacks waste racks and money trance. I'm pants and wands I'm clover clocks closer then wings my wright hooks come out to violent when I cross I dip and I Dodge switch foot and crook I'm more likely to punk and leave bruises of my ego to look. I ain't fear you. I slap myself. I ain't near you.. y'all help yourselves. I'm punishment to those who have allowed such this function of multiple division's I'm hoping hop rapture rapid capture dressing actor massive hammer gifting judgement but no one hold it. I'm cold shifts. I've held down frost Giants.. your just humans and my dead I chose hear. But I'm upset about what happened upstairs.
Michael John Mar 8
identity

look into
your mind
what will you find
something mean
something kind

some concrete
symbolic sign
some chattering teeth
an endless line
stretching to
infinity..

doobie hubris scroll
spider webs..me..
o i was wondering where that
got too..
vinegar or wine
some ancient hyroglyphic
for time..

look into your mind
a melody
that will not go away..
some fine sentiment-
a crutch a touch
the sun sets
plop!

have a look
some books
the odd cluck and
i mean odd
something too laugh
about-success
and failure..

what they told you as a child
i say blimey..
ambition..tradition to
**** a wren-
aliens and divers monster
uncle stan the dice man..

ii

that was then this is now
fear like some exotic twine
tie them together
what is in my mind-
(a ten per center..)
a little voice that i sometime hear
and sometimes ignore-

and sometimes say o dear
like a lazy lion-
looking out of my bars
upon the stifling plain
in the lonesome jungle
it says in a falsetto-
do  you remember..

and what if it all accrue
sigh-what if momento gathers
like a  runaway ooo
what if the variables go poo!
hey,we are out of here
and the inevitable is so-two
and two equals four..

run out of spine
a single line-
ah,the emperors new clothes
more and more the draught
has become  storm and room 101
is the generation game-
nice to see you..

what if i run out of stars
and fear the reaper or worse
a poet´s curse-
getting what they wants
there is little left
but that is the known universe
love is bereft
to a purse..

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