Butterfly Addiction Poems

He yelled at me in Ewe, my friend.
I asked him to calm down.
Such an accent, powerful and forceful,
It fired me up, igniting a desire:
Passionate love...

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thoughts be some...thing...
to 'ear'
as something of a...mental...

'muse hic-call'
of poetry writ in seconds...as...
some 'meant-all'

thought forms on a...mental...
'po-at-tree' wall
of word knots to be...written...


stans sand...

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Few now will ever make the cut,
Few now seem to have the time,
Few now see the need,
Few now see making the cut worth the effort,
Few...

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Hydrochloric acid fell on my hands and my eye
The sharp moon and the terror of the dim sky
It cuts me off with a spun of...

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I beat my wings
At the moment of exhale
Unaware the air had grown stale
I was a white washed wasp
With no sting in my tale
Maybe because daddy...

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If I have to lie to the world for you, I'll be a liar 
If I have to cheat the world for you, I'll be...

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I'm a flower 
flourished and the butterfly
 and Bee say I'm good

Provide I gracious nourishment 
sweet am I for I am good
For the nectar in...

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Play with my dreams, dear,
Watch them dance and scatter,
Down the chiseled tracks of your face,
Rolling like tiny spheres of wonder.

Blame not the stars that gleam...

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The sky is looking to contemplate the rainy drops. 
It is considering the theory of becoming new
 by breaking an old one. 
I doubt, though,...

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Yours truly would never be confused for a gourmand, nevertheless I could enjoy experiencing taste testing select food samples if offered an opportunity of attending...

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Through fog, through torrential tears,
Silence soothes my inner being, right
within confines of an upper room, where
skylight strummed melodies of rain.
there I was in converse with...

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The sea of vacillation 
The intense aura of gloom
The acute fever of desolation 
The gaudy flowers that didn't bloom

The essence of emotions piercing my heart...

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Cup of love 
I create you
And consume you
Every day
Froth you 
Grind you 
Tamp you down
Extract all there is
From your little bean
Pour it into your frothy...

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I saw it coming, like
New morning in May, when
I ventured out, and hugged the air -
For the universe was waiting, while
Its pool of plenty said,...

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Drifter

Coming in from nowhere, 
staying only a moment, 
and then moving on. 
Friend, or foe?
Hard to know. 
What to call you...
by name? 

Without family, 
left...

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