Best Packs Poems

Discard Flat Packs Have Faith

There is a God of the Universe parallel that is and I call 
her freedom ‘Come into my space’ she seems to contradict 
‘do not be afraid’ to fall off that flat narrow planet that spins
in your brain where dogma calls...

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Tanned furs and leines clothe their hairy backs.
Hoard of mead guzzling men eat turkey legs for snacks….
in skirts and medieval fanny packs....

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Building a relationship takes time.
A slow becoming of each other's identity.
A steady student in a firm desk where attendance is vital and homework isn't necessarily done with pen and paper.
To willingly give until nothing is left, to get on each other's nerves and have the...

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sprit here and there
they shop
some drop
world around
its up and down
its giving
 bell sound
door to  store
from there rack
its shoulder sag
with the
CHRISTMAS PACK AND BAGS...

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