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may, be

everything hinges on maybe the month where it getsfuzzy, iffy and swings mayhappen quicker than you guess and just in time to perhaps take a leave of absintheimages we keep in our headswivel back to quizas quizasquizas it’s better we don’t know exactly whenever it happenstance is guarded upside downtroddenand tentative alive!

corps corpse

whatever the corps say ain’t their corporeal form it’s a typa corpse play light dead bodies stagedtorn straight from the stormsay, u checked on ur 401k yet?eyes run red from raggednights and days without u could shout it down but what good would that doaverage out is bout of fear it’s cycle mind you doubtbicycleContinue reading “corps corpse”

living it down

You aren’t in my dreams anymore I’m thinking of new poems that you will never read I’m thinking how I could have done things things different I’m thinking I did the best I could I have this fantasy of bumping into you Telling you the whole story And it being easy Fool-child, hopeless romantic OpenContinue reading “living it down”

shy dialogue

– What do you think it means? – What does it mean to you? – I don’t know… – You’re awful shy. – With you. – And not others? – With you. – Why? – With you, I lose it… – Your mind? – My tongue.

real life

don’t think made sense ina long timetry to find a reason but can only findsomething that makes it into a rhymeand no reason nothing ever seems to stop they say that this is life, real life but we know what real life isand it can’t be this

Spirit of “El Grito de Lares”

Spirit of “El Grito de Lares” — Read on http://www.marxists.org/history/erol/ncm-8/ol-grito.htm