elizabeth
i picture you
as a hot jungle planet
with small icecaps
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my tides ov virility
are at a low ebb
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modesty—
to the point ov poverty!
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poetry is like
astronomy for the soul
who knows what lites
we'll see shining
in the skies tonite
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television as oracular device
sound muted
images & onscreen information
are dissociated from narrative
-
screen off - & sound enabled
panacea becomes
a radio play or aural installation
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3:10 am
the cat shoots me
an accusing look
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appearing from under bottle
waterdome
shivers & pops
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there’s tekkno
in the air
& rain in the street
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spunout dead
hammerdout happiness
helditch fired
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hornets buzzing over
yr event horizon
the death blossom wakes
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homelands
seek expression
in yr eyes
no bonus fr his performance
speak soft
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some joker out on the street
is merrily setting off car alarms
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shhh... the universe
is watching
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the view never belongs to you
you belong to the view
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a black hole
opened on my desktop
& ate all my files
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summer in the western suburbs
the gelati vans cruise
backstreets
playing greensleeves-
psychological warfare
for the young
the one time a gelati van driver
saw me
she turned off the music
wound the window up
& accelerated 'round the corner
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home is a soccerball
endlessly bouncing
against the garage wall
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the cool thing about watching ads
is laughing at stuff
yule never buy
or sad slogans like "part time of your life
the questions
in yr mind
60 conundrums every hour
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my son is so talented
he makes apple juice
out ov oranges
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love is a 4 year old
jumping on yr stomach
at six in the morning
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machines in general
are all tools
exist to serve
don't carry dna
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what have you sacrificed today?
what have you done - to ease things?
there is no time...
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haiku must've been invented
by parents with many children
& very little money
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every now & again
everyone has to be-
a cockroach
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poetri
is the business ov my soul
it imbues all i see
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when small children wake
there's no need
for an alarm clock
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understanding
is a sword
with many invisible blades
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quieten yr mind
listen for the voice ov the universe
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advertising
the industry ov long knives
hidden between fake smiles
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you never know from where it will come
words, wyrd words
hunting us down
for we whose motivations are not correct
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an army ov boxes
invades our home
& consumes our possessions
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anything that stands in the
full glare ov the sun
is sure to cast a shadow
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life is odd
then you grow up
& it gets odder
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every day is april fools dae
somewhere
in the universe
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there are many kinds ov strength
it takes wisdom to know
which type ov strength to use
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welcome to april fools week
a week where the universe
offers unexpected situations
& surprise deviations
in the daily maze
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tvrell's definition ov winning
the one
who loses last
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the eternal battle
current v gravity
who will win?
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one man's geek
is another man's god
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dark matter gathers
at the bottom ov my coffee cup
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in the bathroom
the emotional amoeba:
an expensive bottle ov aftershave
jumps out ov my left hand
& dashes itself on the tiles
...the stench....
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is it a map
or a message
is there any difference
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scribe sits crosslegged
encircled by boox
hands hover
over them
absorbing power
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spunout dead
hammerdout happiness
held itch fired
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homelands - seek expression
in yr eyes - no bonus fr his performance
speak soft
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history (and battlestar galactica)
tells us that nothing
ever goes according to plan
any event can be interpreted
from all conceivable points ov view
it is in this way that something
can be true & false simultaneously
this can be confusing-so can life
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don't cross my path today
if you want to live
tension's sitting coiled cobralike
waiting for the wrong word
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when one despairs
when all seems lost & pointless
one needs to ponder
reflect on thee universe
what it's trying to teach
hur lessons can be harsh
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summer & winter signing off
brother sun burns off-
clouds ov uncertainty
the world is vast
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zen ov pruning poetry
textual bonsai
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all lifeforms are connected
some are more connected than others
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ov korse, an experience
isn't real or valid
if you haven't paid currency for it
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all the suns are mothers
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once more unto the beach
beer friends
once more unto the beach
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the forestry industry
bringing the desert-
to all ov us
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poetry is a pen
that has run out ov ink
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why should i explain who i am?
1 am
& if its good enough for god
it's good enough for me
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i come from the sergeant schultz school ov expectations
i see nothing : i say nothing : i know nothing
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if my body cannot roam far
fear not
for my mind will ever quest outward
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fitting living
between writing
can be a problem sometimes
or
fitting writing
between living
can be a problem sometimes
or
writhing fittingly
living between
some problem. can times be
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suburban wordslayer
faded to a shade
lurking peripherally
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in the far corner, at the foot
ov a tower ov boox
the box ov snaex sits
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winter raven on rooftop
stares into my window
knowledge scrolls on screen
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i am the boot
blundering thru bush
destroying paths 2 salvation
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you are the bare foot
walking with spirits
making unseen paths
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tyrell sez:
can we play cards
while mum & kendra're cooking?
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the trees told tyrell
that the vertical blinds
would get him
himpa
getting with the planet
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flee the fury ov the one red eye
building
bubbles ov malformed dna
swarming thoughtform
loyal 2 the basix-wordslingaz
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love is a 4 year old
jumping on yr stomach
at six in the morning
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many years ago
in the bath
tyrell & kendra
are having a picnic
on a cloud
scrubbing people
who are coming to the party
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eye am the tsunami
rushing thru
the waters ov yr mind
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who took
the snapcrackle
out ov pop culture
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kendra
you don't have to yodel at me
i'm sitting next to you
not on the other side ov the mountain
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roaming thru the breax
sound pyrates
firing salvoes
looting for booty raregroovegrind
unlabelled bones
bassing yr bum
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the heart is a big place
when yr the size
ov an atom
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summer evening
cool change-grey cloudbird
symphony native-foreign
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high metal bird
cloudceiling scraped
southward-big white magnet
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in the distance
dogs droning cars circular saws
bored children
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tyrell sez
it's getting brown out here
it's gonna rain-soon
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i love you my flowers
tyrell says with a smirk
resting head on dad's shoulder
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quoting tyrell:
"i like to play on the swings"
above-turboprop cuts upper atmosphere
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on the road:
Sunday evening
on brunswick st
someone's burnt the toast
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aphorism me
pro-verbs
training hard-aiming
to be epigrams
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red light turns
around comers cold
just my luck
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shades ov ambiguity
flutter around
the bumped ceiling-light
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end ov day
redbax
scurry from school
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waters on the move
can hear its impact-again
on the roof
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i learned to write so
i could change
the world
to suit me
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blobs ov pure thought
float around th room
bracketed by parentheses
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beware cultivating
the pearls ov resentment
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ever seen a simulation
ov an out-ov-control
chain reaction?
that's what happens
at A quantum level
when words collide—
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have pen
will write
send money --!
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the pen
is mightier
than the pixel
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what have balinese farmers
shared for thousands ov years?
(water)
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how many island nations
are threatened by rising oceans?
(44)
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humans buzz
in weird random patterns
on life's window ledge
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weird energy pulse
a shivery shimmery effect
psychic sussuration –
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the loneliest monk
is a jazz musician
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the videogame tells me
that i'm unlucky --
i tell it
that i try to not let it get
in the way ov dinner –
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poems may contain
trace elements ov nuts
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any similarity
to poems living or dead
is entirely coincidental --
(serious)
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no animals insects or plants
were harmed
in the production
ov this poem
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yamakasi
i overcome obstacles
run
jump
climb
swim
i move forward –
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datamancy -
turning apparently useless information
into marketing fodder
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the answer's
blowin' in the wind allright --
3rd cyclone this week!
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a minor
walks into
a bar chord –
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god knows
what time it is
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a good friend (hi melanie!)
was often wont to exclaim
“tuscany
is a place in italy!”
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we must return
to the stars
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is it god
know times what
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can we be robbed
when our only valuables
are carried in our
core soul programming hearts?
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know god
what time is it
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standing waves
enfold your heart
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know it
what time is god
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this background radiation
has a drone to it
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time it is
what knows god
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the dome omens
thunder
oppressive rain
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knows god what
is time it
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that feeling soundless
ov having travelled
neural pathways
before
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is god time
what it knows
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with will dedication focus
reality is reforged
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time it knows
what god is
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lightyears ov dark
between galaxies ov memorie
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know what is
godtime it
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do clouds think?
they dream tomorrow’s
tomorrow
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what is know god
it times
∞∞∞∞
shadows darting
past smoke curling
∞∞∞∞
what time is
it know gods
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the universe is kind
to those who laugh
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knowgod, it is times
what
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nurture the right plant
and it will nourish you
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what, is it timeknow
god
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wild weather up north
wait for the floods!
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what gods
is time it knows
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beyond vision’s rim
unknown
∞∞∞∞
timegods
know what it is
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blobs ov pure thought
(floating around the room)
bracketed by parentheses
∞∞∞∞
know gods
time it what is
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the rocks cry out
silence
no hiding place
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we are all alien
to one another
god is an alien
QED
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poetic description:
a book ov poetry can be visualised as a rubix cube, each square representing a facet ov life -- not all poems have a magnetic attraction to me, and when interacting with a poetic rubix cube, some squares magnetically attract me more than others -- my tastes are strange, yet there are many with tastes stranger still –
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mulled wine stains on yr cords
lish sez
it’s time to read
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i’m the man who talks to dogs
who thinks with cats
and sits on logs
(inspired by something eric beach said)
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my tale ends
with a query ?
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boomerang ov bitumen
at a tangent to the
living on an arc ov crescent
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if there is a god
and she/he/it used Word
to create the universe
it was probably
Word 98
is not our world full ov bugs?
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character assassination
barbed quotes
assault aphorisms
facts & figures ov mass destruction
statements are swords
journals warships
patrolling oceans ov idea
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seeping thru yr pores
words are venom
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fortean slip:
inadvertently mentioning an unusual personal event during idle conversation
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paradox for proofreaders
typesetters annoyed
when errors spotted
typesetters annoyed
when errors missed
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eye fill my head with nothing
nothing
escapes my notice
∞∞∞∞
never around when needed
not needed when there
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red shift
blue shift
relationshift
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quantum mechanistik poetry:
the lay ov the large electron-positron collider
the song ov the relativistic heavy ion collider
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poetry at its best is a journalism of the soul
journalism at its best is the soul ov poetry
soul at its best is a poetry of journalism
journalism at its best is a poetry ov the soul
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humanity
new & improved
pressing buttons ratlike
4 instant gratification
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falling spoon
sounds like
falling spanner
! spang /
spoon on tile
sounds like
spanner dropped on concrete
! spang /
spoonfall on tile
sounds like
spannerdrop on concrete
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swordplay in the park
or
wordplay in the bar—
tough choice—
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skrying
the tabletop
reflections
∞∞∞∞
reflections
skrying—
the tabletop
∞∞∞∞
summerain taps window
winds moan
at unseen gaps—
∞∞∞∞
words
runes
in unexpected places—
∞∞∞∞
feel numbers
humming thru music
it is the music—
∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞
midwinter cold out
let me
tend your secret garden
∞∞∞∞
in your secret garden
a leaf
falls
∞∞∞∞
your secret garden
dew gleams
on branches bare
∞∞∞∞
secret blossom
misty garden
tending fires
∞∞∞∞
pincered
between then
& th future
this moment
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skipping over damaged area
to promote more diplomacy
∞∞∞∞
owners manual
no additional text
∞∞∞∞
between notches
this notch too loose
that notch too tight
∞∞∞∞
dystopia
diversion
distraction
detour
dystopia
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meanwhile
on a tangential timeline…
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I invite you to try my patience
Because politicians,
telemarketers and government
departments
can’t (or shouldn’t)
have all th fun.
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Tom Wolfe
fuck yr stupid ziggurat
Man
∞∞∞∞
singulatiry
walks thru a bar
splits into duality
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maybe
she wouldn’t have
sounded that bad
if she’d not sung
in an american accent
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does the kb w—
no additional text
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© Paul Skec @ 18 Yallourn St, Ardeer VIC 3022 -- 7/30/17 3:37:44 PM