My search for wisdom

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energy expressed

in relation to my feet
steps in creeping fashion
the world moves
i move static anchors
march me to my destination
swaying like a giant over the tiles
making a motion of miles
pacing in front of my door
a taxi and a temptation
hunting me till morning
all this in the bliss of having something to do
and someone to do it with

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reflex in rhythm
shirking the dream
snow in static lines

crawl across the screen
its a 5p on a friday
and the ice is cooling in my glass
dark delirium awaits
a waking coast of alcoholics
i plan to move among them
a voyeur of their despair
drinking in their desperation
pouring out my own
with plans to stumble home
empty and expressed
an american expelling the drudgery of my week
on a feast of wheat and white teeth

riding the night into my sheets

 

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a motion to my left
she fades to the right
a passing breath
and my gender takes hold
folding into the pheromones
my bones become a beast
seaking satiation
teeth and blood run in unison
a hunger defines my lips
i breath in and begin again
forgetting myself in a sex of sensation
humans are a marvel
how little control i have

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stumbled like a zombie
till a voice called me
it was hauntingly poetic
sweet as amber dripping honey
sunny morning a deathless waltz
breaking the mooring of my bones
a grown and a crawl
the light a piercing spiral
cutting the cool air
perforated i shake the scene
to crack a top and sip a drink
sunken in the silence of a day
this day will be awake,
batteries in the remote
click and tv till the sun leaves me

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their love is honest
empathetic and wise
like a bank of heartfelt sentiment
they lend into your debt
and you take it sparingly
heartless and acing
you worry becomes their currency
loving the loss

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if you don’t take the risk
you might never live
but don’t be dumb kid
bring people that love you
to places where you might lose control

friends exist to keep your grounded and safe
if they can’t help you when you burning
then their not your finds
they’re just people looking to warm their hands

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neon lighting bolts
stretching to the highest trees
the sea speak in sweeping question marks
and the dark fading night
is kept alive by a pen full moon
silver cold songs of silence
next to the glass that keeps me warm
the writers rituals
fortifying the lie
in sand and sweat glands

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nothing will really matter
when you looked after
and felt for because nothing more
than the boring scores
of uninteresting day fade to grey
kept awake in the empty works
of people who dont listen,
you’ll have someone to talk to
you will have someone to keep you amused

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empty out the buildings
shake up the laws
and etchasketch new doctrines
recreate the formula for better absorption
5 times more apathy this time
lets really scrub this town clean

in oil based emptinesss
bout in the store you can’t afford
the tax will pay for the green fees
of the people we reflect
because no one of real decency
applied for the job, so the old crue
took the position fixing the election was effortless
managed by the many, because cable
keeps us informed,

the learning channel is really doing a good job

 

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I would sit listening
t this album till the sun comes up
and i dawn my scrubs
clocking into the madness
the great distraction,
making the money that supplies
my comic books and sodium
i become a carbon architect
consuming the media
of a cultural cyclone
creating masterpieces
every tuesday, payday
abd release days coincide
the best ways… when i’m broke
i’ll have this cd and all these songs
13 poems in my ears, while i eat subway
and pass my day in paperbound spines
fictitious people
living interesting lives

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clarity is a rarity
in the hazy shoulders of the coast
white cars roll on
little yellow stars
pass along the street
people walk hands the  pockets of their lovers
i smile at the show
the prototypical prize
the gift of giving into attraction
laying your arm around another
something beautiful that makes the ritual
a discrete and sweet way to spend the evening

listening to cars part the dark
walking home from the bars
you love in your arms
for as long as the word applies

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glass empty and white
shining a little in the moon light
crystal structures scatter the silver across teh wall
the curtains sways against the air

a pouring sound as the water fills uop the tub
some flowers float around the the vais next to the window
they look beautiful
and the smell like decay,
happiness and pretty things all share a half life
and twilight reduxion,
but the emotions that make translate to memories
that carry the energy of love
long past the trash cans and new flames

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