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Bitter unrequiteds! Cowardly liar!  How I\'ve Braved two months of your Yellow uncertain deceit just To hear obvious:  repelled! Through odious insight and Faces afflicted with greened Excuse have I tried for truth! But in the stead of right I Was wronged for sparing.  If You had told unsaid through Torrents of understood guilt I would not feel violated Of pride for my being, or my Heart of other half. How simple it would be To allow this stain on my Confidence linger to fretting! It would be a grave joy to Wallow in sullen memory of You and the other!  Him!  Liar! How you crossed me with Your month-long procrastinate!

Day every I wake on breath sordid of mistake; Its eyes walls and ceilings of environs young; Legs and arms roads and paths to my commons; Its heart a college unchallenging; memories sights Ivy.  On day every I repent and ask pity on potential Covered.  I ask for strength from nothing to be all. On wakes every I wipe stick from eyes to shuffle for My mirror years many.  Disgust and regret sear chest Internal looking on silvered glass, friends past must Look at room\'s mate with glee unappreciated at time Same\'d.  Despair from heart\'s mind fills Envy Blind; Repetitioned of others\' talents early to flourishing. Even in jealousy, g

Grass grows on shoulders of yours, Further Beach. Dwelling in stembeds your\'s lay gnats by annoyance And fleas by irritation.  Held by your grains papered Bark stands buried, and holds home to mosses and Molds winds and waters brought.  You have grass Unkempt, and that makes yours further from mine. And on beach yours, Further, I see the humorous Cacophony of waves you call.  If there was sight Laughable any would be that.  Whitecaps to none of Them!  And waves fish-barren they are!  Your docks Hurricanes turned havens aren\'t even with fish!  But This is the way you want things; further from mine. Things unusual I appreciated so

During my struggle with thought original, A debutant, well past prime, much past ripe, Perhaps now rotten, approached me with Question.  \"Boy!\"  She tore grey-skied gust With voice hoarsed and anguished.  Words Forward and demeaning sprought, but none Realized.  I followed the eternal sinking sand Farther.  Question me like?  Then follow, hag. \"Boy!\", she gagged.  My pivot was mistake for Muse and Sight crippled with pity.  On my Eye\'s Peak was a Sunday dress too ruined for wearing. Her blue lips held slimmed cigarette slow-burning. Her skin in splotch, her fingernails discolored held Tobacco\'s filter caked with red too you

Reflections shallowed by my blink-long age Lean wishings mine to years higher loathed. Experiences I look toward as I tip to sage; Time is too long to wait for wisdom clothed By trips and falls and walks brisked to sprint Instead of books and stories lessons inferred. Nothing in deep meaning, the regrets in print, Has had the virtues transcendent transferred Nor the advice dusty but pertinent with truth Seeped into manners everyday, no success. Instead, the unkempt will be labeled uncouth, And their failures and downfalls meet digress. How I want my new eyes to keep your shine, And with your past, and my permit, take mine.

Creation.  Evolution.  Civilization.  Ovulation.  Fertilization.  Gestation.  Paturition.  Urination.  Defication.  Regurgitation.  Defication.  Regurgiation.  Urination.  Mobilization.  Articulation.  Celebration.  Relocation. Institution.  Manuscription.  Socialization.  Coalition.  Interaction.  Affection.  Progression.  Repetition.  Progression.  Repetition.  Progression.  Addition.  Subtraction.  Multiplication.  Division.  Conjugation.  Memorization.  Relocation. Socialization.  Urbanization.  Reintroduction.  Maturation. Ejaculation. Ejaculation. Ejaculation. Ejaculation. Ejaculation. Ejaculation. Ejaculation. Ejaculation. P

Birth into status, Death on the auric mountain, Leaves a rich man poor.

I wake up, and I cannot find my watch. My watch has been stolen. My watch has dismembered itself.  I can see the links spread,    And the self-charging head  Standing still, smirking.  Does it hate me? It's slithered in a crawlspace  Hiding itself from my wrist  In a practical joke.  It knows I depend on it.  It's not funny. It has plenty of places to hide. Wait, my friend borrowed my watch.  Needed it for a trip.  She never has the time,  Or the decency,  Or the courtesy. Another friend pawned it for money.  Not for gas,  Not for rent,  But for beer money,  And a ganja stint. I left it at my girlfrien

Traveling on a Greyhound bus, At some point in between, We picked up three Bubbas And they sat in front of me. We rolled over jagged hills, And I was struck by what I saw. "I have never seen anything So drastically high," I said. "It's no prize, I live here." Then night fell, and we curved Around downtown, so one said, "Look at that lit-up place." "I've lived there," I said. He knew what I meant, even When they saw my mountains And I watched their city.