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Folding rocks dry inside-out to unearth footprints. Bearded moths hang mobil over lawns. Cakes grouped by height form the city of candlelight. Stars attract light from other worlds bringing us out of the dark.

It foams at the mouth as I wait to be infested by the words. It stinks with politics and its infected with corruption. The flag in its heart bleeds pride and its stains our skin. It attacks me when I sleep in dreams of darkness. They tear us down with there lies they build cities out of deciet made of our expence. We plant a seed that covers the walls with its ivy. I hope when I die this hate will become a ruin in time. I stand along the side of the road with my other orange friends directing traffic to take an alternate route. I feed off of the glass powered acid soup from the orange barrels who support me. I take a trip and watch the stones surface from the ground.

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Ghost

Bleeping beans breaded uppercrust litering money burns melding coins. Gold leaf platimun buzz high profile cut to the chase. Burning rubber blackening tracks with blood groves cuttin edge.

Once I knew a beautiful man
Who engraved heroic words
On white crosses
And believed in the Round Table.
I gave my life for honor and passed
My blades to another who speaks for me.

Then he hired a balless, brainless loudmouth
And a photographer to take his pretty picture
And conjure him a rubber doll wife.

He became a cynic
Because his minions said there is sophistication in it...
Don't worry...we'll tell you what you think.

Too timid to kick them out
He watched the music drain out of his soul
And let true love slip away.

Had she seen what he would become
On that fateful night would she have made the call?
...the answer she doesn't know.

Better to go blind than to watch.

Monstrous babies drown in their mother's milk...chicks suffocate inside their eggs and the unborn await their death.

Liquid squids freeze solid interacting with the cold carpet fibers growing like hair on the scalp of my house. Fish slap my face and the kicker is not kangaroo. Feathered fists pounding their messages in the sand sending worms to the sea.

Clocks set too early for worms...feet dipped in Socks handmade for travel...mittens lie motionless stained not from the tea but the water...subliminal tones of a painters mind...

"The family is sacred," D'Artagnan. The One and True God has ordained it. Love thy Brother as thyself that he may trust you in all things. Return unto thy Brother the Grace he has shown unto you.

Love lives on even as time and tides change our circumstance...and the family is the thing. In Passion or in Agape' love is God and in God there is purity.

deep eyes show the way into the light

Fresh lit suns shine like coins on the street...a library of money shifting shelves has a topheaving bank its golden ship sinks to the bottom of the ocean like lead...fish cut through the water like fallen leaves...their paths guided by currents and dreams...the lost may drown but deep sea creatures light up the night.

Melodies build stairways that only exist in the tiniest moment...a point on the chart smaller than itself circling time...the song, a stream of light and blooming thought takes shape in the mind of the beholder...

the water is still but the reflection is intense...eyes peer into another depth...fish of amazing designs meander through their own patterns