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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required ~JSLambert does not (currently:) use, or encourage hallucinogenic drug use. Telepathic psilocybin prescription erasing elastic depression. Competition wanes, just when nocturnal emission drains. Lifted poetic wing clipping. This party only makes sense to those encrypted with unconsciousness. Scalpel in hand, methodical break and entering, break dancing meninges remove portions of brain doin' the bitchin'. Ah, this immaculate incision! Lucid dreams vacating turnstile vibrations, deteriorating horrific screams douching eardrums. Ultraviolet eyes fortified by THREES---Mind-Body-Soul, rolled up into one huge trinity. I'm moving asses fantastic. Call me the "Proctologist of Poetry". Electrify words, regurgitate, choke and vomit the crock of crap-ola. Venture down butter slides until the sky goes red. Still too uptight to listen? (don't pretend in comments that you read this entire poem if ya' didn't) glisten, be kind, rewind, let liquid swords chop away fat weighing upon your forces. Once doors of perception swing eyes wide open. Devour the false to magnify hate. I love you the same. I love you, never in vain. Hearing your verse lifts a heavy curse carried in shame. As a child, I had no fear of apocalypse, or world hunger. No, phobia meant running out of words to give, to receive, from lips. It haunts me to this day. Tho' the bliss of poetic language's kiss, soothes the cries. Altruistic sighs! Now we dance! Dancing Harmony times three equals harmonize! Tour your Third Eye, yir' Karma-eyes! To the heads that said, "NO CAN DO!"- We've weaved advice for you. File illicit deeds away, for in dreams we are connected, Siamese twins, at the wrist, spellbound paradise! Let go of doubt, negativity= below zero. Work it out! Crash whiplash angles 'till friggin' rectangles dangle through kaleidoscopes of style. Poet trees smear the cosmos. Let go! THREE will never be alone. Bestow the glow, thorazine vapors escape secret tombs where peroxide cleans wounds. Fusing two Toots in common with Nefertiti. THREES. Elicit illicit lucid dreams gushing ejaculatory melodic screams. Orgasmic spasms...vas deferens between actual sacks and Staff of Ra polluted sticky streams. Peddle the bicycle high, annihilate attrition, like motivated Mormons, door to door men, on a worldwide mission. I love you, I miss you...witness the vision...alive in the schism! *credit A.Horovitz, A.Yauch, M.Diamond, Billy Corgan
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