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I Left You

In the morning, on my shallow wrists
Somehow,
angels brought a dre te
cloaked with with feathers
Of death and unrest
all between my swollen tongue
and your sunken chest

Talking with my skin again
Under a soul
And lifted breath
I swam equally at best
To and from orbit eye
Onto a cloudless nothing 
Above a mindless sky

A lost grey moon
Is softly pounding next to you
Lying in a distant aura
Where I whisper into the water
             
          Thank you

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Realized Thirty Years Late

When my father dies
i'll be in Texas
far away from the cold
welding my soul back together

When my father dies
a thousand birds come to circle his soul
swooping and plucking
at eyes decayed of love

Will the birds make a nest of his mistakes?
with a tiny child who slumbers life away
in twisted memory branches 
                        

                                      I do not wish to sleep

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If

If I don't recover
if, it is so
Let the brains of snowflakes
cover me in snow

If I recover
If I am equal to regret
Let him chase me 
Like hounds to hens

You are the game
An elusive morning
Of catch and release 
Praying on the priest

Come now my fair ones
Who I have not touched
To desire and despair
In a life of lust

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The Fish

We never meant 
to say sorry
it was more of a smoke filled
tiring of breathless gills

The morning wakes us all
all too soon
cats on tables
and cigarettes without a flume

Time tells
all of us will die
hard to be black and white
tend to shoo away little smiles

Time has a great grace
of wage and handfuls
 of terrible mistakes

I heard today 
he shot him
little sleepy town in minnesota
been dreaming of death

and how sad that from now on
the man i once knew
will never see daylight again

what is wrong with us
society is a 
filth of regret

might fly back and visit him in prision one day
just to say hello

mistakes of others make you feel desperate

no use in making amends

talked to my dad tonight, 
gonna send me some money for Christmas

i can see his lights,
and the brilliant display

how i miss them, 
unlike no other
my dad, my sister and of course 
my drug addicted brother

aint to late to go back, 
but for what?

just maybe only for them cause no matter what happens 
my family is my heart, my soul, and my kin.

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When I Dream

I have seen earths unknown
A sway of clatter within my head
A splashing of memory's 
That you never had

I have seen hundreds of faces 
Up against subway walls
Destruction that covers filth
Blistering heat

This man stands on black pavement
He has a white horse
He wears a black top hat
There is a glistening  trailer next to him

Silver pure pigeons 
Firing at my windshield 

No windows left
To see out 
All beings who ever lived
Flash in a broken mirror

Floating in a breathless sway
Fluttering beauty above

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Solita

If we could go back
into a pale instinct
of flowers and love
and open fields 
with sunshine much burning above

And i write so quick
dont really show it to anyone
thousand of poems
building up 
like ticky tacky homes

so what is life but virtue,
to exist to create
how could you even fake it

terrible thing for soulless souls
to walk along
not doing anything
except breathing the wrong air
of despair and sadness

well society 
can you help me???
cause fact is
I AM-
too intelligent
talented
and smart 

to live in your crooked bombing 
air planes crashing
gun shooting
media obsessed world

You have to realize
that a citizen of the united states
wants to run 
as far away from here

if donald trump gets elected,
I will be gone
somewhere far away from 
the utter nonsense. 

Im an artist and i dont look back

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Tonight

It'a might seemed like a normal bus ride
Staring eyes and crying children

We, me and you, even tho I don't care
Or give a rats tail to speak to you

I can't have children
They say it's a disease 

Something about my thyroid 
We'll have not found him anyways

It is a shallow life we shall lead

Maybe I'll adopt
Who knows what

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Tired Eye Calls Short

In the absence of you
my wet tired skin
wraps and curls within
the longing of angels

I imagine my funeral
under a dark sparkling sky
no one mentioning
the flickering laughing eye

My body is turning cold and blue
yet sunlight hits me, i think its you
a naked morning of sunlight
where it is a memory of god

If i could place
all clothed emotions
into a quite box, 
i would send it to you in another life

my hands run in a smooth music
over a forgotten body
i cant seem to reach 
in a drunken mind of a ocean

If my laughter
could be scribbled out in bones
you would be there
draped in regret