Posts Tagged With: Songs

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Stop sign. Debate left,
Right. Only looking for a
Scenic route. Endless.

(5/22/13)

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Shine Rising

Not in one place. Not possible.
Turntable torrent–
On its side. Trying to stay open
In eyes, senses other. Coffee,
Hardly helping. Maybe I should put
Another fill in core. Time, slowing
As I quicker type. Musically
remove my me-ness, replaced with
Joker jargon. Run towards tests,
Laughing. Who’s grading?
What do they know about me,
about Art, about Living?
Catch a flight.. Can’t find terminal.
Running late. Blame car, coffee maker, traffic,
Airport design. I’ll blame the pilots, too,
for something.

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untitled

eventual stream, mend

what did it mean again?

finish line, distant, horizon tree–

wake up in time, if it meets me

 

(5/14/13)

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Reinterpreted Pool (4her)

Almost too early for system..
Sight, a slug. Else all, slow avalanche, carrying mood, all gelatinousness–
He wanted only
a pillow, that
Mattress. And
Her songs, repeating till
he couldn’t hear them any
more. No sprinting, not with
Her. Time would have to slow,
He’d order it so.. Her caramel
shell, syrupy abyss eyes.. She,
his singular multiplicity gallery.
Now I’m out of song, unlike her..
She a strolling pastry– octaves,
Shades, scenes.. A play I don’t want
Ended.
But it needs to start for me to feel
that way.

(5/13/13)

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5/10/13

Hate sleep lately.

What does it do, but

just put me to sleep.

No words, no sound, unless I’m in dream

dune. But I have 2B asleep to be in 1 of those.

No logic to any of this. Who wrote the manual?

Do they even know how

to write?

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Spun In Fusion

Her change, my range. I’m not
in complain. Linger in vein. Higher
temperatures.. She’s a front, not
blunt. Need sleep, how she follows me
To pillowed vision. Given to coast,
rearrange my notes. Cancel whatever
I said I’d do.

I’m staring out whatever
Window I can find, imagining singing
2u. Not distracted, you keep writing–
Teach this magic, called focus.
No draw, just awe.. See you there at desk,
Rare stone. I’m imparted, prone
To illusionary removal.

(5/10/13)

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Sockdolager

Setting schedule for Self, new plan,  ban canned,
Demanding discipline, a certain vision spin, what written in
.. Begin on the right fin, swimming with
Sharks, hearing only cannon sparks,  darts in prosperous parts–
New bans on barks. Hard 2concetrate,
With a squandered fate. Forsake what’s
Late, readjust dates, at the gate of slates.
No interest in continuing session.. This must
B some kind of lesson, I’m with a mind in
Resin. Quite unpleasant. Thoughts destitute,
Arrested rouse. Fury forwarding in 2′s.
Consolidate my whole day into a song,
I’ve been through the gong, attack back
With 3 to 6 prongs.. Care less if I’m wrong–
Artist extremist. Critics never me ended.
Prose & poetry police think they have me apprehended,
but I’ve ascended.

(5/8/13)

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logomachy

First voice, sun climb, funny.. we just saw it

close I feel. She listens to each song, tells

me she likes. She could be lying, I wouldn’t

care. Roll through hours with more revolution–

Rebuilt. Notes reread.. maybe another

book. Not a character, a key.. 4ME.

Keep checking for new lines, can’t decide if

I’m hooked or set. Same? See what she thinks, what

she knows. She started this all. Different, hill to floor.

Her shoulders, made same as legs, with other

shades, strokes. I just stare, wish I could shoot, but

she deserves appreciation. Not the

trivial. She’s above cameras, lenses,

any end frame. Nothing wrong with dazing, as I see.

(5/7/13)

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Parked Article, seemingly

Let pulses rebottle their
Quirks. Mark which directions
Present themselves ambiguously.
Those are the ones I want.

Coffee, help me.
New road, RELOAD.

(5/6/13)

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Crescent Voice

Fish swimming though
small blankets of mismanagement.
Wait for delivery– feeding free.
Can’t propellor away.. This water,
trying. Going to need another
second, think more about
What’s on shore. Hopefully more.
Not motivated to circle again.
Why not other shapes.. Why not
A new set? In Canada, or Alaska,
Or Tanzania. Shanghai? I’ll fin over to
School’s conductor, inform her I’m
Simply floating past, not pausing
Like they do. I want more
than just a job. Life, to
Me,
Translates to
Plan’s total
Absence.

(5/5/13)

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