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no water..nice.."...Dimitri...He talks to me...'.."The Ghost of Greece..".
"..That's One Happy Fuckin Ghost.."
“..That came up on the Pillow Case...This is for the Greek, With Our Apologies.....”0 -
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ill answer later my ass.."...Dimitri...He talks to me...'.."The Ghost of Greece..".
"..That's One Happy Fuckin Ghost.."
“..That came up on the Pillow Case...This is for the Greek, With Our Apologies.....”0 -
What ? I'm Confused !0
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Summer is nearly over. I'm sad about saying "Goodbye" to it.
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you........face it
sun with a smile
i..................s
y................ou0 -
have a good one"...Dimitri...He talks to me...'.."The Ghost of Greece..".
"..That's One Happy Fuckin Ghost.."
“..That came up on the Pillow Case...This is for the Greek, With Our Apologies.....”0 -
here comes the night
sweaty black nothing
my bed aches with bones
nightmares are buzzards feeding in sight
mine are in my eyes
stink feathers fall around me
when can i get up
walk away
hand fulla pills
cuts like razors on a bad day
don't know my way
don't know myself
don't know these walls anymore
this my sinkhole living
my sinkhole is me
sinkhole darkness empty
yet full
all mine
all mine dying
i don't know living
understanding breathing
this is losing
bewildered's down here
no flesh anymore fresh
all rotten all going gone
and in this stormy sea wooden ships creek along sounding like bones under a bent moon that is hung from thorn bushes swaying in some sorta gloom
this
pink angry moon hurts alongside blackness
aches with burnt candles
hangs there like a lost soul
my only friend scraping herself against my window
my eyes wide open
yet closed off & hidden like a tomb under sand
& as dry turning to gray
on bad kness those buzzards they do call me out
soon all my meat missing
except myself will always be killing myself
myself will always be lying to myself
colors will forever be false in eyes
sounds of organ playing will never be my song
them stink feathers falling around me
match those thorns & moon scraping the windowsill
this beautiful arrangement powers gravity
trading in blood for dust
the globe spins
my head falls to the ground
is used as a bird bath (buzzards bathe)
i am pleased to have had a skull something could usefor poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce0 -
If your steps didn't go so far down into my name I might understand it but they do you see0
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Ain't nothin' like the real thing...&&&&&&&&&&&&&&0
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WINTER, hurry up and get here please.....this from Palm Beach Florida
Peace*We CAN bomb the World to pieces, but we CAN'T bomb it into PEACE*...Michael Franti
*MUSIC IS the expression of EMOTION.....and that POLITICS IS merely the DECOY of PERCEPTION*
.....song_Music & Politics....Michael Franti
*The scientists of today think deeply instead of clearly. One must be sane to think clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite INSANE*....Nikola Tesla(a man who shaped our world of electricity with his futuristic inventions)0 -
into the mouthes of tigers
the pit is hungry
blown apart by faded dreams
good-bye
you're not going home
crimes against softness
years been falling on by
in violence you lived
you were the bloodied axe
the perversion in your skull
the manifestation giving primal disgust
tiger food
these cats need their stripesfor poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce0 -
conduct unbecominghear my name
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say0 -
kissing all goodbye"...Dimitri...He talks to me...'.."The Ghost of Greece..".
"..That's One Happy Fuckin Ghost.."
“..That came up on the Pillow Case...This is for the Greek, With Our Apologies.....”0 -
the unseen hidden ages of ago
breathing deep lungs under time of sand
of course it is unclear
i had taken note of my steps
year after year
each footprint an entire calendar in length
all 17 months worth
tossed into the air
chaotic chiseled stone materials goings on
fallen, fallen
hugging the ground
& now a
a pile
do you hear the years?
here they are
going about their lives
building mountains from rock calendars
that have fallen to earth like the ones creating my lifelinefor poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce0 -
"...Dimitri...He talks to me...'.."The Ghost of Greece..".
"..That's One Happy Fuckin Ghost.."
“..That came up on the Pillow Case...This is for the Greek, With Our Apologies.....”0 -
lets get happy"...Dimitri...He talks to me...'.."The Ghost of Greece..".
"..That's One Happy Fuckin Ghost.."
“..That came up on the Pillow Case...This is for the Greek, With Our Apologies.....”0 -
"...Dimitri...He talks to me...'.."The Ghost of Greece..".
"..That's One Happy Fuckin Ghost.."
“..That came up on the Pillow Case...This is for the Greek, With Our Apologies.....”0 -
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