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Paul Rousseau May 2012
Shimmering Midwest dream
Duluth snow, south of the sea
Yes, sound is vibration, the glass is full
Love for my Mini-Happiness, Saint Pull
brandon nagley May 2015
Interweb affairs,
For in reality she's scared, to dare her perferated heart!!
Terror at the start....
Controlling man is all she has known... How corrupted she's become..
Deaf,blinded, and dumbed to what magazines tell her she can be.
Can't she see? For no makeup is needed..
No love can be given if alls taken, by the monsters you shall seek!
For can't you speak?
For your souls hidden amongst the thorns..
Beautifully torn,
Interweb disaster are you after!!!
For its not the place for you...
Woman of Craigslist, a believer in YouTube!
Ken Pepiton Aug 2020
What might we find if there were no lessons needing
learning,
no bait to not wait for ever to be
re
alized in the blink of an eye,
likka polish, a gloss
light flash active

pop

The shining being more subtile than any beast, eh?
You gnowad eyemean, o yew don'.

Once more, book of life with us in it, as words
and nada mas,
reconciled via bluetooth, keys to kingdoms
flow from my finger tips,

knocks are-were an swered swern sworn in a-mode, e-mode
zero-mode

ah, modern linguistics link us back the Burns and
wee beasties makom plans,
happy natal day misstress riddell
"'Tis done!" says Jove; so ends my story
Notes from an imaginary place, to which I have keys. Last line is completely out of context for the sake of missed click aimed at " to a louse, to a mouse", From
Luna Elora Jul 2014
Death tis my misstress.
Death tis my life.
Death is what I long for.
Death is what I cannot have.
Life inside my heart is fading.
As dull as the embers on my cigarette.
I smoke so maybe I shall perish sooner.
I drink so I may feel nothing.
Drunken honesty, had never been so valid.
Words slur. Thoughts blur.
But thy heart is loud. And speaks for the mind.
Poison silences the mind.
The heart.
And your lips.
No matter how loud you scream
Nobody cares to hear.
What any piece of you has to say.

— The End —