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A Roomy View From The 6th Floor Baptist Penthouse Serenade
scent'olove,
me'a heartfelt straightheart(from)
every
bloodless metaphor
dropping ass'ward
too'ward
dead-of-night's
cliché grande,
doctoral love i'maginng deadlove come'a
rising outta horizon's
eastern hole like morning like
all sillysick similes 'I' ever played
wit
for my clever stupidhuman monkeycock
mind'like
po'uttery.........
doc,doc, dark Arab Night's descent, show
my crippleheart'ed me some love....
me, fool, folly'fucked summoning love,
in vastly sums, or even just a wee
bit little to tide-me-over
til The Tide pulls my dead ass under,
(will-it-be under d'tune'o moon/spoon/june?
me-monkeyass[yass'yass] doth wonder,
as would perhaps any de'fringed lunatic,
wit'in his suffocant's wheeze-a-croon/////
doc, o doc,doc,doc....toomany
hissing reminisings of
desertion[s ]
notwit'standing,
cure thee absent me again, or
just come zero-in for a kill,
o, m'love
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me'a heartfelt straightheart(from)
every
bloodless metaphor
dropping ass'ward
too'ward
dead-of-night's
cliché grande,
doctoral love i'maginng deadlove come'a
rising outta horizon's
eastern hole like morning like
all sillysick similes 'I' ever played
wit
for my clever stupidhuman monkeycock
mind'like
po'uttery.........
doc,doc, dark Arab Night's descent, show
my crippleheart'ed me some love....
me, fool, folly'fucked summoning love,
in vastly sums, or even just a wee
bit little to tide-me-over
til The Tide pulls my dead ass under,
(will-it-be under d'tune'o moon/spoon/june?
me-monkeyass[yass'yass] doth wonder,
as would perhaps any de'fringed lunatic,
wit'in his suffocant's wheeze-a-croon/////
doc, o doc,doc,doc....toomany
hissing reminisings of
desertion[s ]
notwit'standing,
cure thee absent me again, or
just come zero-in for a kill,
o, m'love
kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk
kkkkkdkzk2015kkkkkkkFOTO:dkzkOriginal:"DeadDebtAcallin"
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Published 2nd Mar 2015
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2nd Mar 2015 4:02am
is a poem "good" when it's worse than getting stabbed, offers balms, peace be with you my friend ..by way, i just need to go back to the poem in itself title to smile again
2nd Mar 2015 12:09pm
eye guess t'would be a good stab if it comes wit it's very'own balm
always good to see ye
2nd Mar 2015 8:52am
just don't let 'em doctor your verse..!!
(or, keep writing in the same vein..:)
best wishes, Dan...
(or, keep writing in the same vein..:)
best wishes, Dan...
2nd Mar 2015 12:19pm
2nd Mar 2015 3:29pm
I read a story about a dark horse once in the thousand and one Arabian Nights. Such truth with eloquent expression to last the eternity that was meant to be. Civilization does have a darker side. (Enki doodle I think) Expressions in a box, a sepulcher of uncertainly placed upon the wave. But without such ponder in seeking, there is no visible soul. I hope you are well my friend. I need more pretty pictures of sunrises and awesome rocket ships.
