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These Roads

3/27/2024

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Picture
dark roads I have walked
I walked alone
tasting skies in places
no other has known

dared with eagles
perched high
in the Teton tree tops

3 million miles
roamed
mountain top
to mountain
top

Me and my childhood
backdrop

from Superior's ghosts
to Prince's finest hosts
I walked a line
no human would hope
to copy

A tangled mess
neither neat
nor sloppy

but crisscrossed
like weaving
a web

I too
never could count on
a bed

for my weary weary
head.


X

03/27/2024






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Bravado

3/18/2024

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Picture

I'll take a double scoop, another loop
of this thing
called life
suck it down, with all of its troubles
and strife

I'll take everything
she's got to give
to live
throw it to the wind and pray
cuz there's divinity
when we play

Take the dark bus, the night train
leave the bar
singing in the rain
I won't behave

but I'll be nice

with every bite
and every slice

This isn't a last call
but life's a ball
and there's an end
that stalks us all

so, I'll jump the tables
break the lens
get a lover
and make some friends

Drive off the cliff
of what used to be
cuz there's no defining
me

To suck the marrow
I'll have to bite deep
eyes closed
I ain't afraid
to leap



X
10/09/2013
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"Are you a lucky little lady in the City of Light?  Or just another lost angel... City of Night?"



Morrison


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When You Know La Fée

3/7/2024

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It should burn, like a fire
like a raging desire
as hot as any sun

It should consume, at a touch
it should feel like
it's nearly too much

Don't stop
never, ever
let it stop

Cuz once begun
it will drive you to new heights
and depths
oh, the depths
you will plumb

Ten thousand directions
but when you know
La Fée

You'll know them all
as one


It should ache, like a famine
a toothache examined
and then reexamined

It should hurt, and throb
and drive you
to distraction

But give you traction

Even compel you into action
for the rapture
the seizure
you know follows the fever
oh misbeliver

what meager dreams
what petty schemes

have you locked in
at the seems?

When all along
just there
at your fingertips

an entire regime


X
10/03/2018






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The Witch of Fuck

3/7/2024

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Picture
Hers are the midnight eyes
that spot easy
any lie
even when poised
between her supple thighs
or lost within a cacophony
of a thousand
unholy sighs

Hers are the reasons why
a god-awful tie
leaves you wound
yet quite unable to expound
a lost dog
desperate to be found

cuz your treasons
against her seasons
are the reasons
you cry

For Hers are the words
that will one day deify
or crucify

That butterfly, with the goldeneye
always singing, "shoo-fly" to those wise-guys
that still... expect her
to comply.


X
09/20/2020
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Pieces

3/5/2024

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Picture
Piece by piece
I have reclaimed
my love
lost
scattered
like
so
many
worthless
pieces

Piece by piece
my God
reborn
for love
would have no other
way

Piece by piece
my  breath
devotion
that final
primordial potion
of love

Piece by piece
breath by breath
We restore
what hated
has scattered
upon every opposing
shore

Piece by piece
though eternity
it take
never once
could I ever forsake

Our love


X
03/05/2024






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The Purfect Condition

3/5/2024

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Picture
We rise
and rise again
for Our Mother
calls
Us home
to Her ethereal
throne

Even wanderers
know
for Her
We glow
We put up the ever-lasting
show

We rise
not to touch the skies
not to bury the lies
not to suffocate
the highs

We rise
in song
to help each other
along
to be strong
to carry the throng

...of change
...of momentum
needed
to rearrange
the bitterly
strange

We rise
giving praise to the skies
trumpeting
Our immortal
sighs

In glory, grace
and gratitude
We humbly
spin this wheel

clockwise



X
03/05/2024

“What though the rose have prickles, yet 'tis pluck'd.” 

William Shakespeare


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