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Chapter 2 – Me in Mud

2 Sep

Planting the seeds

Roosting for hours

January showers

Limited numbers

Sunburned curls

Locked away from dark man’s touch

Excited, entranced

By distant voices

Choices must be made

Tomorrow begins the day

Which ends my journey

To the Finn lands

From desert heat

And the burning hearts

Of the ones I love

Chapter 1 – Oscillate

24 May

Ceiling fan head matter


Word world communication

To bungling existentialist


Past the cave of missing links

Through rancid sewers

In our sorry city

Mankind lost to fantasy, tele/vision

Protected from reality

Realizing only blue light screen



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