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Snowing Kisses : lol...did i not say i was a christmas nerd ?hehe on December 3
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myrataal : Happy Birthday to you! on October 15
Choices choices choices. May you have many.
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Hi.

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A new poem is in order me thinks 
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what is art without passion?
what is life without passion?
( no answer expected )
death would be an easy door if no fire blocked its entrance at least it seems that way to me.
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So would I....
I suppose I'd call it a surrender to whatever may be.. rather than a quest to conquer, or succeed..
for me it's about the experience, the 'being' in it if that makes any sense.. because that's when time ceases to matter, or be noticed.. I just 'am'...
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genital genius, now there's a mouthful... no pun intended..
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I figured it was a spot...
the magical g
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on second thought.....
not the lobotomy.. much as it pains me to say that
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strikes g from the alphabet!
( hmmmmmm I was going to say gone.. then realized it used a bunch of g's to say that )
okay..can't strike it away....
I want, in this order
a happy pill
another happy pill
then a map to oblivion
with a no return ticket
oh and a lobotomy just in case I wake up
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b flat c sharp e pause f quaver a long d laid g rest
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b flat
c sharp
e pause
f quaver
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to be or not to be...
startling isn't it?
if the question is whether or not to be
shouldn't the what of the BE ....be, the issue?
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Yes. I will be pulling a few more sours out of the jar soon. It is helpful to have them looked at again get some good crits, copy and save everything as I go through this revision process for the potential chapbook thingy.
I have deleted away SO many though. I should have not really done that probably. Hundreds and hundreds over the last 5 years.
Ah well.
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What happened to Kitty Kat?
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can we have Krispy Kremes next time 
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You...
got rid of the donut holes?!!!!!!
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mares eat oats
and does eat oats
and little lambs eat ivy
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"good will"
when we can't even agree on what either of those words mean....
his good, her good, their good, for the good...
doesn't really matter which way you spin that, it divides.....and seems bloody .....endless
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trying to find logic .. in that ... ..
is there anything that will twist one into contortions more than that? .. and make ones brain ....literally hurt?
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thanks, I suspected that.... lol
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I'd rather be dirty than purty..
puritan is a good name for stew, but useful for little else..
here's a curious question... can you lose your mind if you've already lost it?
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impeccable jesters, with bright balls that fester and glorious tin foil abodes....
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our farter, who art in heaven
hollowed be thy name,
thy kingdom dumb,
thy will be done
on earth as it is in.....
the abandon of bliss
a devotion so agonizing it consumes
leaving only the bright sear of pain
mistaken for ecstasy
by those who would kill in its name
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like the way you put that... I'm not sure I could have articulated it as well..
for me his work.. is like a collective scream.. the pain of this.. us... existence.. and the torture of being forced to comply.... in a way similar perhaps to what it says to you... can't really say... all I know is it touches me.
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yeah..... I do 
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that has such an attractive image in it.. lol
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an excellent diet, though a bit too full of cholesterol if you enjoy them as I do -- lightly salted with a hint of pepper and deep fried in heavy oil
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oooops, ooooops....oooooops..
okay ..revising..
If I was a fairy
all freckled and hairy
I'd curl myself up in a coil
and fashion a hat
a bright one at that
from the shiniest ribbons
and foil
lol
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If I was a fairy,
all freckled and hairy
I'd braid myself into a bow
but not for a present
as gifts are too pleasant
and too many
are full of false glows
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Gathering, gathering, gathering.
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certainty is experienced ...creativity....
yep, and I'm certain I experienced it here earlier ... lol
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yep....
because ..as we've been through ..so many times, people don't want to upset themselves further than they already are....and doing anything else might initiate the worst horror of all....
change..
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yes....
its seems everyone figures the world is only relative to them, disregarding the other -- that they're relative to it (from an alternative point ie: the perspective of someone else)
that missing us....
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lol, it is !
a bunch of points pinned to curves all spinning on an axis..
but it's the imaginary borders people draw between their cultures that fascinate me.. rather like animals mark territories with scent, it seems rather similar.
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borders....
funny how imaginary lines invent a world isn't it??
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Good question....
maybe maps are the only way some can imagine a world?
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"from a fruity point of view
poetry is what a bannana feels like under chimp-touch"
Um...wow. 
That was rich in potassium.
"hoped I'd be at least an ice cube
in the stream of piss
that makes your thoughts cycle
now that I've melt
I'm nobody
I don't exist
and since I'm not I cannot write about it
so go read someone who does"

'piss'<==love it
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WHERE ARE THE REST OF YOUR POEMS?
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I'm not sure mine is, but anything that gets me I'll sit on...lol
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naaa no pigeons ..
but I'd watch out for wasps that circle around and bite you in the ass... lol
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it is to me..
you bat a few around, throw a few outfield, chase the ones you can and catch what falls in your glove
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probably....
I agree though, never alone..
because sharing expands perspective
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and as soon as we say that... someone will come along saying it's all inside the mind anyway so what difference does it make...
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