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on the third day saccharine Sunday at the blues farm, field of thoughts ready to be plowed benign vessels of sweetened, soulful..

Pensive Percolation i sip morning dark thoughts, hold the sunlight, clouds curdle in the deep of the cup thoughts of you bur..

attic conversations the upstairs in my heart is riddled with boxed up emotions dusty denotations literal languishing in ..

a not too novel concept intelligence can be binding especially if it is the book kind a word for word life confinement impri..

the ceiling of pain a torrid of pinpricks the clouds leak insomnia tears sorrow never sleeps and we become the cushion for..

Creation's Circumstance i met your skin last night an evolution of chemicals ignited my heart into fallible explosion a..

of Peaked Interest egocentric ratings top of the chart charisma prideful reunion of amazement and delusion resolution to c..

non-stretch material my heart is a cross dresser--- longs to wear your love but the tight fitting fabric of its pulse is sti..

Put this in your Writer's Block and Smoke it inducted into the bad poets Hall of Fame i gave my acceptance speech a long, long..

On the Wrong Writer's Block at the Wrong Time there were innocent poets walking down the street not the best neighborhood to be in ..