Nono

Laugh, planting pleasure
In our mind, that we cannot measure,
Lay, let in leisure
humor
Laughter our armor

Laces, lesbians, lingerie
Perversion and procrastination
Topics of our tales
Why the day lies, prepare to die.
Our media make markets for our conversation
That never ails.

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Lost, Lost

Lost, lost in this frost
A warm fire, a dire dream
I am
Lost, lost in the deep
Sea, to see land only fantasy
My mind busy,
Lost, lost in a brainwave,
A thought, you inspire. Lost,
Am Lost,
Deep in a sea of thoughts;
Each salty dropp thought, feeds
A flame that melts the frost
And by you the flame becomes a fire.

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A Heroes Burial At A Tiny Village

From the podium,
All this seems like a delirium
The theme in them
The location holy to them

If you don’t understand the lingo,
Then don’t go.
Stay. Listen,
They saying his works is his den;
Not the tomb he lays

A native son,
Has go to the Sun
But his tempo;
Still ‘hapo’

The funeral, a parade;
All chanting he wont fade

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Fair?

Ashes slashes bashes
Boom, blasts to blame
All dudes and dinettes dash
As the flames
Flicking, felt on the skin
All its humor served to patrons who were in.

Deep, deep
Lies souls in the black sand
All the “after people” peep
Stand,
But the black soot dress
Made for coal
Worn when they, terror, reach their goal.

Blasts, bang!
Bleach, the walls, black
Let him hang
Like lovers we lack
Stealing a crime,

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