My search for wisdom

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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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zooming in from a  fuzzy state
the nation shaves the concrete away
reduction and reflection
in taxing reservations
doing all the cheap stuff
fuzzy and dusty
sitting in the park
with a  six pack and playlist
kissing in the end empty playground
owing nothing to no one
but building debt regardless
living in freedom, free to be young
and drunk and having fun
while the people in power
cut your future into fractions
nevermind that
hands and hearts build heat

and well uop passion,
the sand is calling
and the night has only begun

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simple
as attraction can be
if you have what he needs
then you can see
that plain white t’s
and bra straps
catch eyes like fly paper
and all the boys buzz
incessantly, for honey
pretty and discrete

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a lonely tide

the water moves
neon lights
illuminate the floor

i keep seeing women in the wakes
my fingers creating circles
the spiral expand and colmes
little big bangs in the bounty
the universe exist in seconds
till the wakes fade
and the welcoming calm comes on strong
i see women in the empty water
and i see creation in the chlorine

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trash can romance
carried out into the night
disposed of before the morning
young and recycled
lovers like bibles
holding scriptures
in the thinnest pages
learned in lucid lights
escaping the past
in trashy bars
and hard learned lullabies
the songs of silence
polluted by ceiling fans
strangers hands
learning of lightness
and nightmares, enveloped in shyness
content in the cycle
carried out before the light comes

 

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"write about the change of season and how you’ve changed" well i tried

the rainy days and season change
how i move and sway slipping through the light
half my time working
the rest mixed with sleeping and studying
iv held a vigil to enjoy the noise of the season
its never been easy because
fall and summer exist at the same time
80s and rainy all day, the Seattle of the south
no doubt there’s melancholy in me
but i breathe liquor filled dreams
changing only slightly taller and longer
thinking and inking what I’ve been scheming
working towards the prize, love and being love
the drug that manifest all our addictions
romance in winter coats
i feel the best hooded up and walking the night lines
hoping to cross paths with my kids mother
well if the future lets me, catch her like a breeze
the ocean keeps me thinking, the water keeps me sleeping
dreaming of diapers and rose red fires
lipstick stains and the Fugees rocking us to sleep

 

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to believe in such a tame sky
the rain fall despite me

and yet the colors created
though nearly invisible to be
make an easter skyline
across your eyes
pink lips and wild adorations
watching the ocean refill itself
the rainbows and water
park their lives for moments
so she may smile

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hungry vandals of society
doing their best
to butcher the barcodes
how extraordinary an artist
you love their movies
but you make bets
to guess which player
you hope to see without their clothes

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you are the archivist
none levels your mind
render your treasures imortal
keep them and recreate them
never allow this place or this time
to belittle the beauty of heritage
still, humans change
people change, culture changes
forward progress means
letting things go

 

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