Dying

Bleak tears,

And jaundice,

The sailor is near.

 

The fleeting night,

And day,

In years.

 

A white grip,

Fathomed and tattered,

Fleeting so near.

 

A glimpse of hand,

In shining throne,

Fleeting so near.

 

For two in one,

And hands so brittle,

Fleeting is here.

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Orange daydream

Saturday moonlit evening,

Crescent eyes in the sky,

And xenomorphic beings between.

 

It's cold in Appalachia,

During midnight turmoil,

Burning the midnight oil.

 

Solid truths,

Forgotten memories,

Ghostly in history.

 

Greatest world,

Held between two chopsticks,

And not mistaken for a new one.

 

Ghostly after image sky,

Held between my eyes,

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Goodbye The Light

Secondary not one more,

Be thrilled to be here,

He steadfast manner and held hand high.

 

Can't say you didn't see it,

Can't say you didn't hear it,

But the eyes see deeply at night.

 

Not that it matters,

What little remains,

A remnant of a forgotten peace.

 

In desecrated corpses we lay,

In a future world set aside in lenient light,

Edging more to the li...

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sand

sand in the hands of children,

sand by the ends of beds,

sand in the orderly fashion,

in the aisle,

we walk by the bend,

we are the morning breeze,

that which dies and freezes,

because there stands the moment pass,

because it were unending,

a split picture of the minute hand in fragmented memory.

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Playful Banter

the second you heard,
the second it felt,
the arms in the air and blood letting done good for him.

I guess you could say that the cold arms fell cold,
but again,
there's another layer to the madness.

She didn't wake,
nor did she ever say,
that too.

Anyone heard of the snake?
The fallen soldier,
blood in ears and between the eyes.

Mine too,
Well,
Similar inbetween two worlds a...

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Death in Pieces

Verocious tigers,
Digging in the blood,
And faltered a kid to me.

Where did a Sunday dream go,
When there is nothing left but me.

Hollow and decipled,
And the alter child dead,
A sad boy and girl aside dying.

Forever taken away.

But in a wave of moments pass,
And death ever fleeting,
I wake another day of mourning.

Gather in your hands the pedals,
The snow plays in the weeds...

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Juxtaposition

stood between life and death,
and the cruel did not fail me,
and I did not fail me,
because we hold onto the truth,
the dead do whine before they die,
that much is true,
but you too will cry the day you die,
or the day you cannot hear,
because it ends in abrupt chaos,
we all meet our end,
But I stand besides the aisle,
and I watch as the body is carried,
and I watch as the body is buri...

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Red and green things

A midnight fright,
I remembered a bit too,
But a nighttime was a day ago,
No more to see,
Behind a curtain.

I do see the blind,
I do see the dead,
And I too did die.

But gravel in the hands not withstanding,
A curved thing between,
Cultured seconds in the minute hand.

I should say,
Created out of nothing,
There rarely much to hear,
But evil did erupt from venus,
And I am not h...

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I heard that the wall was tall,
I heard that the days were sweet,
I heard that my face in yours,
I heard a sense of peace,
I see in between two blankets,
I feel the cold and iron,
Reflecting me upon the body,
Casted out to sea.

I wish that wishing helped it matter,
I wish that you could see,
I wish that I was free.

I open eye,
I open mine,
I wish that I was free

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Mother's Children

Beds forgone,
In bed's reframe,
In God's veins.

In blessing arms,
The child falters,
Yet surreal besides God's alters.

Forlorn,
And for me,
And for desecrated decree.

I hold onto hands of small children,
I am the hand of small children,
Not the inside out flesh toddler dead agony to me.

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transient blue

jeopradize the sand on under,

under belts in strides and dies,

a death bed of less fragments.

 

Nor the waves in afterday,

Or the monday wonder blues,

and the screen of held out candy.

 

Your eyes are not blue.

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Relived Dying

Needless refrain,
A deadly reframe,
And second pass by nearly in frame.

I step in motion,
Along the time line,
Above the sound.

I step in motion,
And reel back time,
To the day I died.

I am sincerely,
Opened two,
Between me and you.

Because the fraying eyes do bleed,
And blinded but still too soon,
I fall besides the railroad dying.

Begging for the world to stop crying,
B...

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Faggot

Didn't you know the blue moon shining,
And dying in the after may,
The venetian sky above a crude ocean.

And in the bunkers drowned by bloodshed,
And iron torn crudely at the seam,
We go about in circles amongst the after day.

Not that the wind didn't hear your whisper,
Or that you felt dismay,
But because the deadly world did wonder.

Just how much you dare be gay.

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To be c...

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Nautical Mile

saturday fell silent in the morning,

the tea ran down your shirt,

and seconds on the minute do pass by,

don't hear the sirens calling,

don't be besides crying,

open in the midnight journey of fleeting mesmeray.

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Biscuits and Gravy

I once stood by a porch,
Hands tied behind my back,
And told a tale of when my freedom laid bare,
Not that you'd care,
But I heard it in the effervescence of the metronome,
A calling out to be,
Never free.

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Good Mourning

Holes in the net between,
My mind gone between the two,
Not trying to be heard be seen.

I care for the trumpet siren,
A bloody wind of mind not dying,
The vivacious ashes in piles crying.

Dead bed worms in thighs,
The agony of a bed sick child,
The fallen grace of Deathly hallow.

Vernacular and sentence past,
He free in me the pastor garden,
Buried deep silent pouring.

The mind...

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Blue sea

The cold dew in winter,
Ice cold drink,
Blood in the window.

Holiday gathering,
Red cascading falls,
Nor the way a tone makes me.

Imagine dream by a bedside,
Holding in one hand a child,
Sunkin deep in the sea.

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Behind the screen door

White roses on the patio,
I don't see much in front,
I don't see much at all,
Stood stranded in the fog of misremembrance,
The secondary overlap of this that and now,
Did the streaks in the pavement give it away?
It didn't stand a chance to hold much longer,
The flood gates open to see the death of me,
The death of the thing,
The fickle reality that bears its teeth and growls
The section...

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sad child

sadistic child,
not too old to bear,
fruits in the gallery,
besides the trained man deadly,
because it fell upon the tool,
the minister didn't hear you either,
blinded eye in mind among us,
the dead do creep,
and blessed did wrong us.

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How Unfortunate

Besides gray,
I hear a voice,
Saying to step beside,
As a wall stands by,
Silent to the tragedy,
What a travesty,
Holding down a flower,
What a world that eats more and more,
I heard my ears ring today,
They stood beside on angels,
Dead dead deadly angels,
Barking orders like mad,
The ravenous things between your seat cushion,
The very thought can drink you whole,
In mind and in my m...

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I am damned to live a different life

I am damned to live a different life,
Sweat beading in the pores,
Dead maggots in my eyes.

I am damned to live a different life,
Not feeling or real,
Held hostage within me.

I am damned to live a different life,
Alone inside the shadow,
Unable to break free.

I am damned to live a different life,
Better?
Worse?

Its not up to me.

 

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Recognition

Carpenters working by the beach,
Setting sail,
The wind tips the wide hat over,
The metal of the beam,
The wooden ladled deck,
Partition a wave just before ten,

Crowds did gather,
Another night,
And in the distance it took flight,
The shadows of the foul,
Monitor the gas light beaming,
It's a comfort to sit by and not sin.

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The prescience of death

Not to be said,
Or to be heard,
But the guy that I spoke to in death, died.

That's not a sad story,
Fallen billows in stacks of Iron,
The marching of the streets in ice and snow.

Gather the arms,
Which remain,
Prescience in the way.

Other than the world,
That thing,
I deliberate another day that's mine.

Why?

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Kneeled before god

Between apples,
The pasture inside the everglades,
A picnic in shorts and tea-sweet lemonade,
A white teeth,
A crinkled smile,
A blue cast sky behind,
The days past by,
And never more than rain in season,
Growing from the cracks in pavement,
Holding hands of small children,
The coat thick and blue,
Drapped over shortly,
Drapped over you,
The hollow thing that beats between,
Red and m...

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Irretrievably lost

Noxious gasses bleed the sun,
The gashes in arms feed the blossum,
Feathers fell and dug down deep,
Never more forgetting,
The cauldron falls in cornered lips,
The building bustle in the stream,
Castrated the cow and godless famine,
The death of the poor did bring a smile,
Another day and other shallow,
Wading in the depths of despair.

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Imaginary Children

Up in the air,

Streamwise goodness,

Playing the tune.

 

Flutes and sirens,

In symphony rising,

The midnight flies rest about.

 

Second winter,

I need remember,

The feeling of flute.

 

Sinking in the water hole,

I translate the mothers feelings,

Liquidate the notion of believing.

 

Cull the night army,

Frayed windows and nights astray,

Flutes be...

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not here

Not a sound,
Not a peep,
Not the orchestra or symphony,
Dancing shadows against the track,
Gold in flecks amounts to the bright,
A sun beam streaming through feathers,
And in a cold ground risen,
The water from the depth above,
Zealous in the natured tepid,
Concrete walls between foundations.

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clay bells ringing

Didn't you hear?
The bells were ringing.
The hallways teeming with musty air.
Drying by the leaf in meadow,
Beneath the branch locked dead,
The sky chimes in with accolades,
Moose's dead in piles by the everglades,
The vroom vroom of motor cars down streets yet paved,
The sickly cell anemia of the dead to rights not paid,
In the corner of the darkness,
Gold spilled in dew of jello,
Into...

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empty

Flourish the flower,

Hold it keep inside,

Cauldron of flame bathrobe,

Coloring the book in shadow,

The stars align in brimming night,

Cataracts opening eyes,

The blinded walk-in side of aisle,

She didn't know which way was right,

Yet holding to the arms in bellows,

A shimmering midnight flight.

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fleeting me

Identify the culdesac child,
The bells attached to carts,
Cars drive by in me.

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moments of childhood

As though the net began and ended with the bang,

Things held between fingers,

Dead skin in leaves of fall dew meadow,

Meddling in the library walls,

Unwelcome abomination of dead wrath,

A hand held soft wide open,

Casting to the meadow scream,

The very tulip in the garden,

The dirt that cast a shadow,

Planting more leaves.

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not breathing

Dumpster diving,

Seagulls beck and calling,

Not the heavy whistle once blown,

The crowds in eyes,

Feeling free,

The empty shadow of my life,

Betrayed not forgotten,

The bestowed upon the rocky thing,

Don't hold your breath,

In dust or daisey,

For the light is nor not thee.

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There is a hole in the world

There is a hole in the world,
Deep but dark,
A blue hinge and twirl.

There is a hole in the world,
Filled with not what's due,
The flicker of you.

There is a hole in the world,
Channel it deep now darling,
Wouldn't want you to feel used.

There is a hole in the world,
Nothing like you,
Just me in basket mornings.

There is a hole in the world,
With or without you.

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Open Eyes

not a sound,

not a peep,

eyes wide open,

mouth drenched like wheat,

the flowers bloomed,

the dead man swallowed,

the people screaming in the gallows,

not a sound,

not a peep.

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Good Night Moon

Full moon risen,

Deathly hollowed arms,

Held out for love,

They cascade the side,

Rocks and other things,

Nothing could be done,

I can't hold a candle to the screen,

In doors and hallway,

Dangling from the ceiling,

The remains of a half dead child,

Gust of air through walls,

Thin and bustled,

Curdled milk in mouth,

The blinding light.  

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Repetitive Behavior

Not another one, 

Not again, 

Not held in mouth, 

Not open again, 

Not becoming, 

Or unbecame, 

The sight of you, 

Day after day.

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River View

Blue river, 

Sad bends, 

Moments in ocean. 

 

There is a small tulip, 

Head in dead hand, 

The memories fleeting. 

 

Stood beside the concave wall, 

Stood within two shells, 

The paper fall Briskly. 

 

Holding by the string on thread, 

The things with me, 

Yet still dead. 

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Cold Steel Walls

I wish I was a whale, 

Swimming in deep ocean, 

Breaths held deep did stay. 

 

I wish I was a frog, 

Hopping from each island, 

Water but a pleasant shower. 

 

I wish I was a cow, 

Holding in my dairy, 

Walking by hoping for some grass. 

 

I wish I was a human, 

Breathing in a world to behold, 

And all the bittersweet feelings. 

 

I wish I could reme...

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In Shadow

upon the yet forseen,

in motions of today,

the things between,

the moments fleeting,

day after day it comes to me,

the smoke of morning,

the dew of afternoon time,

the clock fell silent in daytime

there rests in shadow,

a thing to be,

that which never could be me.

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Inside Out

That which is and stands in two,
other than between,
because there is not,
once more not one thing,
just simply that,
which is a being

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Hell

Indeed, there is no way out from everland,
No free roaming sky,
No people walking by,
You wander,
You ponder,
Briskly in reprieve,
Wishing that you may leave,
Someday too,
It will be true,
The mellow drops of sunset heaven.

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A baby's face

You are not special,
Not loved,
Not painfully gifted,
You hang the leopard,
Of outstretched hand,
And spot on your breath,
Unheard of,
The manner in which it henceforth whrithes in decay,
The smell of the foul blood in vacant memories,
Vinear and salvation,
Hospital and surgeons,
We which left behind,
Have a look in the mirror,
A memory fleeting,
Like a child in the air,
Never danci...

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Shivers

A great supply,
Of warmth and kittens,
Clothes and spoken words so kind.

For in the ornate halo,
That which sits alone,
It merely dies.

A glimor of hope,
No more forgotten,
Than the great now.

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Danny

Death,
I feel cold,
Sitting beside you.

An image of that man,
Yet unseen nor heard,
I speak it just out.

I am moon,
Which came way down,
The morning coffee.

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Friendly reminder

You think you know,
But you know nothing,
Nothing about me.

Or you,
It shouldn't couldn't matter,
You don't matter.

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My Burden

I saw the morrow,
I see today,
For what it is.

I did too,
The child's eye,
The half wit mind.

I thought myself bright,
In reflected eye.

But today I realized,
I'd been planning,
This mind since just nine.

Pathetic

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Lemon

Like lemons,
Drifting places,
Once done.

A swift breeze,
Fall in,
The last leaf.

Having blood,
Holds us open,
To painting walls.

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Disappointment

Brittle bones,
The scattered remain,
And rain that makes it mud.

When I was a child I played in mud,
I asked to see the world,
The secondary movement of a minute hand.

The reflections of meaningless begotten,
A sacrificial lamb,
That which perceives all but reality.

What a fucking disgrace

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The Vile Aisles

Flourish in greenery,
The person sat beside me,
Pray thou holy vow.

Nested in the banquet,
Held just after,
Another sickly vow.

And in the casted shadow,
Tepid down not aisle,
Your arms held low to grab me.

The selfish hadn't bother.

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Death

There exists in next of kin,
Ashes then found,
Grey sheep in herd along the wooden post.

Given in,
A red line in sand,
Which flow under watching man.

Ghosts make up the ocean,
The rocks of great mountains,
The sound of sea shells.

 

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