Fairy tales delight
White Pretty Horses with horns
Lies make me Dizzy
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reaching the limit of his intelligence
she felt more obligated to the other
feeling a need to
process her feelings
to rebuild emotional intimacy
that intimacy she needed
from the other man
so she could feel validated
Expressing emotions aloud
unfulfilled needs in her
current primary relationship
such as a lack of emotional
connection, excitement, and validation
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I already got me someone else
(Since you already have someone else
tell me what you are looking to do
so we can move forward)
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Whats ah man to do
tell me
whats auh man to do?
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Chops and woodshedding
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Dizzy the stars
in darkest flight;
I’m the universe.
Dizzy the moonlight
blinding me at night;
dreaming I suppose.
Dizzy the oaks,
waving hello
with their stark shapes.
Dizzy the embers
flickering like fireflies
in late Winter.
Dizzy the rain;
pounding, but not
a Northern blizzard.
Dizzy my cavity,
where lemons squeeze
when all is not right.
Dizzy with bird sound.
Seems absurd
in the dull of morning.
Dizzy with God
who knows the trills
I need to start this day.
Dizzy with the waves
the beep-beep of machine
and familial heart.
Dizzy the arm wings
of a child
whirring round and round.
Dizzy me…
An elderly person who suffers bouts of dizziness
Definitely should not go walking in cacti flourishing desert
Lie down with dogs
everyone knows
and get up with fleas
so the story goes
or if falling from a dizzy height
the gravity of the siuation might
have you near in a tizzy
calling out in fear and fright
atho' wallow with pigs
below by the hollow
or in some such place
as a sty filled with crud
and if you shovel the stuff
for long enough
it will stick to your shoes
and on your face
you will have mud
but not only that
you'll have egg on it too
so keep it under your hat
whatever you do
Fuscus Belcanto
the "exemplum"
interupted the scene when
the instructers
trow biscuits at the fatter
people to illustrate to the healthier people
how a fatter people responds to certain things.
When they changed to yeast rolls
one instructed stood in the way
to get the first of the warm
treats. This made the fatter people
to think this person suported there point of view, he didn't
and doing the discussions afterward
the people who liked the yeast rolls out numbered the
people who liked the biscuits.
But they were asked to do a summation
to create phrases that
could be used tin a song. The song was meant to be sweet
and the Cantrix was already
signed to a contract
they just needed a song
thats way they did this to these people.
From the Book Fat Shamed
or Phat Shamed
By Decressia Mennis
of Flourboard Expressions
The Hot water will spoil the
your plans if it aint the right temperture
I had a dream.
I don’t remember most dreams.
I was cleaning the floors of heaven.
It seemed a mixed blessing,
I was in heaven, after all
but I was cleaning the floors.
It was a part time job,
I knew that intuitively.
I don’t mind house cleaning,
heaven cleaning.
It’s calm work, kind of Zen.
Are we supposed to think of religions in heaven?
At first I scrubbed on my hands and knees.
The floors are soft in heaven, like golden gym mats.
Then I thought of it, and suddenly I had a swiffer-wet mop,
just like that - and the pad never wore out.
After a while, I had an iPod, and AirPods too.
Then a daiquiri - a banana daiquiri with a pastel rainbow umbrella.
They make rapturous daiquiris in the hereafter - they never run out.
‘Heavenly,’ I thought, snorting out a dizzy laugh.
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Songs for this:
The River of Dreams Billy Joel
If the Lord Wasn't Walking By My Side by Elvis Presley
Cantankerous cancers found my blood letting from the slit,
Is it avarice of me to desire the love begetting of Lazarus?
Enjoying life cadaverous like forgetting the want to live,
Is it glamorous for me to die while God desires I live?
Forgo the solid ground,
My feet dangled off the edge of a jagged cliff.
I fought the howl of squalid sin,
I caught the wind sending back the fire of my padded spliff.
Below I spotted a town,
My feet angled to squish what I saw down to the earth’s crusty skin.
Got calls asking where I’ve been.
Like,
“Just,
Just been wondering.”
Yeah yeah.
Yeah,
I guess you’ve just been wondering?
Could’ve made it better before I made it end,
Would’ve,
Should’ve,
But I wouldn’t have liked to make amends.
A couple foot of rope set up to further suspend,
Just to be an easy way out for whoever he is?
I misunderstood a friend on what is perpetuity,
I just want to live forever,
Instead I pretend to breathe on incongruity.
And as I descend upon,
I felt alive again when I grew dizzy.
I felt alive,
In my life,
I felt alive as I grew dizzy.
I watched the birds from afar, they swooped, and they soared right up high, then straight toward the ground,
They made me dizzy, with the patterns they made in swirling circles going around and around,
It was all so fast like a hair-raising race, with each bird desperate to not be last,
Were they friends just playing games or foes in their territory not letting anything past.
They looked like they were on the fastest roller coaster, flashing through the air,
As they dive down to the ground going as close as they could possibly dare,
Then they stop for a break on the great big gnarly tree,
And off they go again celebrating just living and just being free.
Morning sun shining bright
White lace curtains blowing in the wind
Open your eyes child of love
Your best days bout to begin
Silver hair is far away, now it shimmers in the sun
Anticipation in every heart beat
This is the day you'll meet the one
The one who haunts your dreams
The one whose face you can't see
But they twirl you round and round
Dizzy dancin to the drums that pound
Dizzy dancing to the strumming sound
They lift you from the ground
spin you round and round and round
Will I make tea?
Yes, if you’re free.
I seem to be.
No sugar for me.
Is the kettle hot?
Oh! No, it’s not.
And water in pot?
Sorry, I just forgot.
Why do you frown?
You’re such a clown.
I’ve let you down.
We’ll go into town.
To have our tea?
Yes, treats on me.
Tea at the quay?
Yes, by the sea.
It might say I love you
In order to have you
Speechless
What makes love so
Spectacular
Way more
More than
Craving to be
More than
Due to the realness
Of my desire
I see far beyond
Yesterday
The now allow me
Look to tomorrow
What then is more
Consistent than you
.
twist
tipsy
trip
twirl
twine
Trait
thunderous
tranquility
even in the armz uv mine
she'z got such
the tender
touch
I love you
Like I love life
As the poet
Loves his words
I love you like the rainbow
Meets the clouds to chat with birds
I love you laughing loudly
I love you when you call
When you flourish
When you're happy
When you need me, most of all
For this love declaring poem
Isn't scary to extreme
There's a place in every moment
For a friendly heart
To dream
For I love you
When I'm sleeping
Or the middle of the day
Love is simply a connection
That may never drift away
So save yourself some bother
Just relax
And know it's true
I don't need reciprocation
All I need to know is you
CV 25.5.24
Dizzy eyes lock across the boardwalk
knowing August would see them gone;
Drawn like the tide to the shore
gazing as souls collide,
‘Redefine the fling,
Endless Summer.’
Woah, maybe
we should
talk.
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