Dark Film Poems

They found it profitable.
the extraction of wastewater foam to be mixed
with Detergent and using air pressure
to create a rich lather.
then mixing it with the
wastewater foam....

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that dark place had returned although 
I tried to conceal it but there it was again 
it had been years through medication therapy 
mass singing...

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Barbie and Ken, Barbie and Ken,
   They’ve been an item since Christ-knows-when.
He’s not Kenneth Connor, he’s not Kenneth Clarke
   Just Ken...

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Scared of my dreams, 
Of falling asleep,
All nightmares it seems,
Bottomless pit, too deep,
When you turn off your lights,
Pitch black shrouds,
You lose all your rights,
As the...

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By any river, all the waterfalls,
Every scene of life, we toast the stars.

we run and we sing, with passion in heart
Just like Kurt's guitar: broken...

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Three thirty two am one of those nights again
Is there someone drilling inside my head?
Beyond ridiculous
No matter what position I put myself in I can...

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It's been a while; I took a beer from the bar
and sat in a booth
which obscured the view, the world
and myself.

I wanted to be a...

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This blind pianist can see or not see,
His plan was to collect cash and flee,
His hands can play piano on a free,
He could sense the...

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She's a Rose, among the Thorns
A walking contradiction
A breathing work of art
A truthful work of fiction
An unique, uncut stone 
A little bit contrary
The Rich Girl...

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Horror Story.

Wife’s gone to bed, there’s a spooky sound
Still scared of the dark when no one’s around
I hear her snore in the room above, 
A...

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There is a Glass Sea, a dead ocean,
It is snowing again but it is barely September.
You blend seasons like colors because I want to breathe...

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dark wonder through a mist
        the evening, brumal, kissed
   with gloaming’s glowing fires
 the breaths of...

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Almost evening.
The smell of seaweed hanging
on whispers coming up from the beach.
I sit in the backyard, rearranging thoughts,
trying to fit shapes into what's missing 
in...

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The pain is back; feeble heart.
I can feel myself sinking into my dark art.
Hand me a life jacket or tear me apart with a single...

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I was an active and happy person, and had a great fondness for movies,
Like the enthusiastic nature lover, bears a fondness for outdoor beauties.

I indulged...

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