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My vapor trail
Spreads out across your vision
The fastest man alive
I live by the sword
And you came equipped
With all the right potions
All the right techniques
My heart screams bloody murder
Redrum
I bleed out emptiness
And feed on a small sun
To rise again
Blistering the country side
With the fury of your failures
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moons see clearly
that the stars are so
far away
from each other
like you and I
we have very
different ideas
about all this
solar systems apart
not even in
the same galaxy
you made that clear to
me tonight
and I can barely
see your Red Giant
shining from here
on my
White Dwarf
it's a pity
space is cold
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The Engineer plugs in the new data
and machines churn to life
the Breach screams into being
The stars are faint
beneath the city lights
the one I wish on is faintest of all
"Keep your favorite words of mine
tattooed on your heart
and think of me when everything around you
seems lost" I told her
our lips touched
she waved and moved toward the gateway
thirty seconds and that star will be hers
there is a pulse, slight shimmer
gone
light years away
I feel her wave
turning to my work
where
spinning nanomachines
bleed my imagination into plasma art
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My brain screams broken glass
program edits my thoughts
faster than I type
blood boils
burning holes in my heart
your up draft
put me in a tailspin
and this tree house
deserted jungle island
lifestyle
makes me stir crazy with every passing second
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This one fly's the skyline with out
Wings or man made assistance
This one can circle the globe
In 35 seconds
Another claims immortality
Another
Another
Things from dreams
Walk city streets
Machine gun missile men
Fast food disasters
The human race has been run
No gold medal
Maybe the bronze
Next...
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The gutters flood with debris
lost receipts, tossed paper cups
dead leaves
I jump puddles
and duck into a dry setting
the strong scent of coffee
assaults my sense of smell
I see minor twenty first century poets
huddled in a corner
typing away on their devices
laughing at their own wit
I write in a little red notebook
with a pen
Stuck in the last century
child of the 80's
born in the 70's
growing old in the new millennium
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They collide stars to see my heart break
I watch a man stealing wishes from a fountain
so he can fill his belly
and I don't begrudge him
stardust fills my hair
and I travel that specific timeline again
shaking cosmic cobwebs from my extremities
wishing on dwarf stars
I repeatedly try to fix my past mistakes before they happen
and each subsequent failure causes more rips in reality
monsters bleed from the heavens
people disappear
I knew better than to wreak havoc
with physics
Maybe next
time
I will
get it right
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the left hand can see
five possible futures
three of them don't include you
they go streaming out
in front of my sight
and I can see multiple mes
and multiple yous
running in circles
racing the other rats
wasting talents
in cubicles and
water cooler conversations
and it makes my eyes water
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Temperature rising
ocean air blows salt into
long sun kissed hair
music changes moods
from teary eyed lover boy
to angry ex-boyfriend
to lonely old man
poems fall like leaves from the trees
and litter the floor around the desk
words change hearts
and leave minds lost and
reeling
stealing
feelings
from novels
do any of us know who we truly are?
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You toss and turn at night
I sleep well
like the devil on Sunday morning
secure knowing that the world sinned enough on Saturday
I create life and it makes me smile
gives me purpose
worlds flow from my head
little lives
miniature suns
molecule galaxies
I hope your nightmares keep you safe
my dreams are better than that
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