brightness
typhoid oh,
everywhere i see
all that you do
and its effect on me
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jajen is it created in a dream, by weavers and artist of the sitting fools circle? Are we melting silently away from the truth bearing light of our mothers?

In what sense of meaning do you find solice? The work of man, or the man that works?
HA, we have beaten you and you have lost your brightness.
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Lyle McMahon I wake up and cross fade
My angel wings herself in circles
Wings on a blooming tree
Billowing, boiling,
Cross fading me

Not the nest, nor the hornet
Praying to wake up from a night mare
To wake up into catatonia and their bed the coffin
Lopping topple ing
Rolling heads
Making games
Paving my way into your clothes

The two stand alone
Thrown into the meat grinder like all the other swallows
All the other hollows
And halos, Weíre pinching hurdles
Pinching girdles
Dry slapping pitches of a sore throat
Swallow me.

Woozy drunken seagulls
Cawing and normal and breastfeeding
What is left when nothing is left over
Right over our heads
More hungry mouths to feed
I am hungry for her
And she hungers me
Cooing me, woozing me
And another hungry mouth to feed

Shutting doors slam all around me

I have no soul. I just have bad aim.
Engineering eclectrocution
And turning off-and-on lights
And breaking each of my necks separately
A P O C A L Y P S E
And pancakes

Left, right
I miss you in every color of the rainbow
In recycled pastel yellow
In a blue glass bullhorn
In the colors of solder smoke and playdough
In an undertow
In rapid ceasing self control
And the red medicine hinges
Of our parsley evening

tell me if you like my words
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whitechocolatewalrus i like your words.
a beauty pouring from the
unseen.
a brightness in a day full of
dark.
thankyou for evermore.
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what's it to you?
who go
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