I’ve drifted in space,

In endless, boundless darkness, 

Escaping the allure of evil. 

Where sound fades away, 

yet voices still whisper, 

Silent screams echoing in the cold solitude,

Invisible to all, no matter how present I am, 

Like a symphony played in reverse or a piece of art unnoticed, 

Where time seems to crawl in slow motion,

Adrift in a single, unchanging direct...

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I'm afraid I'll lose my edge
if I don't cut myself with it

afraid there's no proof
of my life
if it isn't pouring crimson

afraid that 
I'm living in vain if
I'm not
living in vein

Im afraid I'll lose my edge
if I don't cut myself with it

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human nature and
sympathetic sensitivity

parasitic

thought forms and will
manifest in woman and child

more so

than the inward hatred from a negative mentality

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— Recurring

crime seen in your eyes,
reflecting - eyelids
singed… deep, froze
and framed with pain
the negatives
of a photographic memory,
an outlook not unlike,
questioning, asking myself
what have I done?
what am I doing with my life?
what could I have done different?

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cats pests and insecticides
labrador dog breed
strands of
grass and dirt weed

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In the first second
infinite sensory overload
will begin, download it
and then this
thought process …
it is up to you to utilize
the central nervous system’s data

our own eye of the storm
strike like
lightning …
fast reflexes at the hands
of centered command

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serving consecutive life sentences
three meals,
the confines of jail time
three strikes,
and they are never letting you get out
they throw the book at you
like a caged animal
preying,
...as it lands on a page that says
a message from god
sins written on — listed off, and then
sent across the hall to your distant friend again

a life of recycling license plates
crime pays for the chip...

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cut from a different cloth
dyed in the wool you pulled over your eyes

you made your bed now lie on it
tomorrow
is a wonderful day to die innit

I dress my wounds
and wear my heart on my sleeve
with cuff links & fingers crossed

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Thought,

outside the realm of possibilities

Chaos …

beyond belief:

and great faith.

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where did I put those car keys,
I think I have had one too many,
loss of memory —
and this
drug habit
has me... grabbing my head
trying to
get a grasp on my own sanity

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In my study,
the test subject,
had to have
strands
of  this
genus’ genotype
“A” and be
exhibiting these abnormalities

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The cup that broke housed a thought.

                     A nascent bud, not blooming yet!

But the hand of chance with the pot,

                  Filled the cup with a different fate!

Smiling lips drank up the infusion.

                  Tho' the process of a nascent mind,

Failed to make the thought sustain!

                      A shattered cup was left behind!

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I lost a rhyme

Somewhere in time 

One that nestled

In my soul

It left a scar

A dying star

Could not replace 

The light it stole

I searched my mind

But could not find

Why my soul

Set it free

Perhaps my sadness 

My internal madness 

Showed no joy

Would ever be

So, if one day

It should come your way

Give it my love

And regre...

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The scorching heat of Sun,

children playing in ponds and having fun.

The temperature may rise,

and if you are enjoying it.

You are also wise.

That is Summer!

The feel of blowing wind,

And because of the sweat,

our bodies get thinned.

and my sister’s flying hair.

And if we go out too much,

our skin gets dark from fair.

That is Summer!

In deserts it i...

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remote viewing
a program,
telepathic visionaries
— channels
seers…
seen in a screening
recorded and reviewed

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dispelling of a curse
wards off
unknown entities
who try their hand at automatic writing

ghosts, haunters, 
“en animant” in specters
instruments crescendoing
as the light abandons us

no ones home,
signs that say to go away

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Every night i lie in bed

dozen scenarios in my head

thinkin bout how and what and when and where

every night you'll find me there

in my head

my secret place

in my mind 

my safest space

all those things i never find

confidence? 

i'd rather hide 

brave enough? not the case 

but in my mind 

my safest space 

i can be what i cannot

i can ...

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You touch me with your cold hands that have touched too many.

Finally making me feel seen and desirable.

As I gaze intently into your eyes, I notice you are not searching to see my soul.

You are simply seeing the face and lips that lie before you.

I hold hunger to be in your world, you only hold hunger to be in my body.

Although when you hold me tight, everything seems to be alrigh...

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Queenship and Kingsman
The terms of endearment
scroll …
And, read through it

Except,
what’s in the fine print …

Maid of Honor …

If you would,
please …
As the left hand of the queen
swear your loyalty

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What is love?
Besides “A”
— a couple of
vowel sounds,
between U & I

ouïe?

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Where has it brought me

To the point of hatred towards my own kin

Less in thought and more of it on me

Why do I hate my mother 

She’s taken my youth and discouraged my future 

Left to take hold of her addictions 

Copying what I know I don’t want 

So why do I carry on 

Doing things that I know resemble her

Cursed by a course of action

Product of a design 

Disgusted ...

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Dewy lotuses, 
grow in the dark -
creating an entangling —
Flower of Life …

nature and everything — we know — has its roots
on the grounds of truth
indeed…
every family tree,
needs...
a tree house.

Habitats for Humanity  

There is a lone wolf
which is black,
and blue,
in the eyes :
whom sees the world differently
depending on —
whether or not you’re 
— on his or her good or...

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Beautiful leaf prints designed like hands   

Natural art, earth given plant

 Starts with a seed Nourished ,loved

Consistently cared for

The plant is you ,us 

Leaf print, hand print 

So unique 

We are

One

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didn't wake up with the intention of being bad

I don't know why there's a pit in my stomach when no one is dead

run around my house and verbally beat up my dad

the screams sound bloodshed

he says, "there's so much you wanna do" 

and i obvert my eyes

wait around for a mental break-through

and make unachievable plans doing the highs

i wanna be a savior

and get th...

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And venturing out
as an artisan model aircrafts
... enthusiast
is a larger than life recreation
to somebody
who
fell in love
with
Amelia Earhart's
figure 8

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The trick of the cup and ball 

Starts with a vanish and reappearance

From oranges, lemons and even a baseball

Teleport to a cup, that the audience cheer 

The magicians face says it all 

No wonder magic is a great career 

But instead of stopping he continues the act 

As he is now handcuffed, bound and strapped.

He repeats the words that makes himself... vanish once more...

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Wonka land 

Have you seen the land of chocolate 

Just £35 from your own wallet 

Promises of wonkas factory delight

But actually it’s a cooperate warehouse of shite 

Ompa lumpars are large not tiny 

I look and stare and think christ almighty. 

Is it not Wonkaland? but another place 

As I think of an excuse to this disgrace

Willy Wonkas now here and he’s complete...

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generational forefathers
bore thine
fruits of their labor,

to an heiress

Oh, the burden
given to this poor mistook child.

the Fall of man—after death
40 days and 40 nights,
If we were to predate the Gregorian calendar
… spring too,
life—before Christ—dark
and light archangels
would earn their halos
from Helios through
sun worship,
during the 7 Days of Creation,
summer was mad...

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Thursday the eighth of February,

and eleven point seven miles I’ve walked,

a running total in defiance

of the enemy within,

of voices in my head who’d rather

I sit quiet, with nose to screen,

consuming crap made just for me,

algorhythmically designed

to rob me of humanity,

of poetry in my walking’s rhythm,

a miracle that’s in full flow,

performed by those who gave...

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