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Everyday American Irritations

GROGGY BEDHEAD NO COFFEE SHUT THE BLINDS .... PRESIDENTIAL NO GOOD CHOICES TELIVISION SIGNAL GLITCH SMEAR ART CAMPAIGN... LATE NIGHT REHEATED RERUN RETWEEKED RETWEETED MORNING NEWS?....
MORE RAIN TOO HOT BROKEN LEFT WINDSHIELD WIPER.... SAME OLD SONGS OLD TIME RADIO LOST EARWORM MEMORIES....CD SCRATCHES SKIPPING POT HOLE SPEED BUMP BUMMERS...HUMIDITY RISING....UNEMPLOYMENT RISING....SEGWAY RIDING TOURIST DISTRICT MARKS....EMPTY HATS EXPLODING WALLETS....LYNX BUS NEAR HIT AND RUNS.....LOW SPEED PASSANGER SIDE IMPACT CON ARTIST...INSURANCE FRAUD!!...
GAS PRICES RISING...BLAIRING HORNS YOU CAN'T TURN LEFT ON RED.....LAST 3 CIGARETTES NO TIME GOING TO BE LATE....
ENGINE WARNING DEATH LIGHTS....BAD TIRE BALDING MORE EVERYDAY.....STATE ROAD REFLECTOR MUSIC....STEERING WHEEL DECOMPOSITION....ROAD KILL..TRASH BAGS...PLASTIC WINN-DIXIE BAGS HOT AIR RISING....NEWS RADIO HOT AIR GAS BAGS EXPLODING....WHO CARES??...DATA USAGE TEXT ALERTS REDUCED SPEED.....JUNK TEXT...SPAM MAIL...ERECTILE DYSFUNCTION...DOESN'T MATTER...SINGAL...TINDER SWIPES....GRINDR BOTS...FARMERS ONLY LIKES?....WASTED TIMES...YOU TUBE PARASITE CELEBRITIES YEARNING TO BE PARASITE CELEBRITIES....
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Shadows and Silence

Our shadows hold many secrets,
If our walls could talk,
they'd choose silence.
Shades of promises broken
And shades theft and violence.

Heavy hands one day will tend 
To the graves of fools,
Pray for them
Then blanket them,
With viverant noxious blooms.

Notorious names now
Censored by blood, tears
And dust.
And among them one day
Sadly, will be the names of us.

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Red Light

Who are you?
If I had the time,
I'd find out,
But the light turns green
And faces streak by 
So fast.
And when the light is red,
I make sure the doors 
Are locked and the Windows 
Are raised.
Who are you?
Don't worry,I'll try
Not to stare,and sorry
Not a dime to spare.

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90's Grunge Blitz

Thrift shop miracles of multi-
layered mysteries,insomniac-
drifters stumbling up the highway to
a water-logged Nirvana.
Stuttering hymns to flannel saints 
who have not yet; joined the cult of
organized-nicean-rebellion.
  
Midwest slackers distressed in jeans
and in mind blood slowly becoming thick
black-tar, seeking release from big-haired-
bards &synth-pop-psychiatrist.
seeking freedom from German-hammers
& London-fog,
searching with work boots unsalted;
For a new kind of weather.

Earth-sister-pixie over caffenated 
Balarina dancing rythm-less to a new
discorded blues dreaming of jazz and
feminist revolution; building a new alternative-
nation a new president Kennedy, 
Shouting rain soaked rebellion in Starbucks 
Between vicodin and shots of expresso.

Souls coming together in mosh-pits of 
Discontent everclear-mud and hormone-
laced sweat coming down together; 
Drinking rivers to drench the fires of MDMA.
Indian outlaws lost in the dextroverse,
Seeking the pain of country music, but
the Appalachian's were lost bathed in 
black-lights&neon the coal miners daughter,
left the hollers for the Seattle fog&adderall .

O' lomo tinted cherubs that filled the 90's
morgues screaming love songs to familiar spirits
Of delta-blues my girls & boys here's where 
You sleep tonight put to rest by your own 
Divine-hands seeking Nirvana, and all
You ever wanted was there in your arms but
The man in the box would tell you otherwise,
And still nothing else mattered.

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Colorful Expressions

Bright,
tight strings,
colorful
unraveling
nerves.

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Customer Service

Hi how are you?

          What seems to be the problem?

I’m so sorry about that.
                                   How would you like to resolve,
 this issue? 

       Alright let me talk to My superior.

My apologies.
             
                    So sorry for the inconvenience.

One moment please.

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Ocean Light

The sky above me,
Was once a moonlit ocean,
I no longer swim.

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Adolescence

The days are long,
Everything is new,
Love’s took for granted,
And death has yet to brush against you.

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Breathe

It’s very easy 
to breathe,
but a true talent, 
to lose ones breath
or learn the magic
to take anothers.

Just be as still
As possible, 
And take it in,
The everyday magic will,
rain down around you,
like the fires of Pentecost.

And when it happens,
And it will;
You'll be speechless.
Trying to catch your
Breath.

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Broken Clock

I stare at the broken clock;
And it sends chills down my spine.
Then suddenly I realize 
It has been raining.