Best Gurge Poems

Chapter One 
Boy into the West 

Dawn upon my cloak 
Urged and so converged were the guns 
Seeding myself with the rest 

I broke in the eye of the Sun 
Settling my mind on the heartless rapist. Time 
Rasterize the faces 

So thumb through the...

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In purple twilight of REM mode
where loss of reaction dwells.
Inner thoughts corrupt, corrode,
peaceful slumber, anxiety swells.

Eyes flutter trying to concentrate,
directing bodily forces, not there.
Focusing thought to force irate 
confrontation to the obtuse, fare.  

The scene comes and goes away,
we reach within our mind to...

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