Big Pang
Which ways go the windy with your relay
The hours fly by they are always right
You still don't believe in real-time web feeds
Ancient television static is not safe as well
You read daily those words yours Gods
I stop, wondering how nothing stares like nothing
Clouds hover inside the clear sky everyday
You easily forget where we are, so you tear our place apart.
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Icing
They started an avalanche
Their endless arguments purer next door
She whispers smiles with a sprained ankle.
Housekeeping steps passed the stranded hall
Ice cubes on the elevators ash tray
A pressure sinks her silver stare.
His rusts dust, hair mire, penny rolls, gone
All her colors now rest on silver charms, silver clocks,
Silver boxes, and silver numbers. And
Because of this she kept his mirror, -
A paper cup.
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Shopping
Be my guest
We'll talk forever
Go Ahead
Tell me everything
Encyclopedic scrapbook
Of photosynthesis
Kiss of breath.
The people watching
It's man code
Isee....
Signatures
Covering buildings
Directing traffic
This graffitti and
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Xenophobe At Disneyworld (a Trigee Poem)
A..............Presumed Predestined
Never.............Conclusion, in a
ending..........Reign of outlived xenophobic seclusion, coming
Way............. To take a loud nap of discrimination,
Out...............In the room temperature of publicly
Hidden...............Always grandiose theme parking.
Outlandishly and.......Childishly
Chosen..............Ambiguous centers, of invisible stranger land,
By..................Ticketed offenders of oxygen.
Seen................Esoterically challenged robed magicians,
Eccentrically.........Hovering over the child flock
Challenged............Near the overextended human, fearing
Naturally..............Home bound ordinary
Acquired Member..........And limited by imperfection,
Of......................Socially exhausting hatred, of
The...................Man unknown in a
Rite Of..............Normal activity.
The...................Now only thoroughly trafficked
Scion.................Of motor vehicles with
Passage Traitor.........Licence plates,
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