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With its light blue shade of habit.
And sun spun like a plastic fan.
With invisible true smiles of women.
I'm spinning all I am.
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With ties of untold believe strings.
There's knowing there's a single strand.
Excuse me miss have you seen things.
I hear there's a distant hand.
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Is this how you choose choose networks.
At night in your apartment's dark.
Pretending that you are a floor lamp.
If so please forgive my art.
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A door with a sign indicating a future.
Place where neutral people can speak.
Where interruptions so rare can become repairs.
And yell can become tell deep.
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Like passengers of a large ship and its captain.
Standing against a one foot railing waving.
Goodbye to an overboard woman.
Oh how our world loves saving.
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Like old milk cartons with the usual directions.
Saying no more than the usual dosage.
Here the strongs of men become songs of when.
And being torn requires the usual postage.
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It rhymes with climbs and dreams with seams.
And it's safe as money and just as funny.
Have you ever longed and missed a metaphor?
With all my heart that's what my clever's for.
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Track records are amazing things.
As the deeds we've grown are stars.
And all we need to guess our future.
Is think soft and count our hards.
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I know this is a personal question.
But how do you connect the dots?
In the mist of thinking screaming equals.
Should beauty join the dewdrop thoughts?
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Like two twenty one pm.
Rarely receives aware.
The secret way a moment can love.
So deeply from equal share.
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Because every heavy is like a sump pump.
With no two cut-in levels the same.
In a solemn room I'll introduce myself.
No introduction as my frozen name.
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If you hear me speaking just ten words.
It's because I'm thinking of ten thousand heards.
Like for instance because they love your eyes.
Wherever you blink them, a river dries.
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To not dream but see still visions.
Which are as scope as shy.
Not near five points any world can offer.
Paint a sixth point called hidden why.
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Have you seen the indescribable?
I think it might be near the din's unhideable.
And maybe almost where humans find.
Their major moments of never mind.
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The out there looks very out there today.
Two galleries collided without a single collision.
And in other news I saw their rights to spring.
Sung by the kite's beautician.
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To that solution of the million loose rocks in a row.
And the results of all fractions per year.
In lieu of huge actions, I'll toast the microns of throw.
And to the get there from here, here here.
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People are best described by the invisible alphabet.
And complete thoughts are a nuance shamed.
You see that distance over there for instance.
That's the prettiest glance you've named.
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And if you imagine each thought was warm.
How could such a hot be normal.
Oh sweet choosey dragon how I wish.
The average cold trip was formal.
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No hand held out sideways over a brook testing air.
To feel what trees fall upon reason's softer.
Uncared within one never been there.
Is all a universe has to offer.
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Dear sooner cursed the key's inside you.
A deep magic to continue hue.
But don't turn the free times magnitude.
Turn it non third of gratitude.
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To push down garbage, in a kitchen waste receptacle.
Or that spring loaded lid has won.
If there is a favorite sting for me.
Alas its work is done.
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Only thing ever stopped monster headache.
I need those Everest hill pills again please.
Because I fear I might get a painful illness.
Their say what they think disease.
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Attractiveness is a fickle lean.
Reading all the directions it fonts.
Which explains how every had him seems.
To be as distant as the distance wants.
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For the folding conclusions that pro man makes.
And all the false ends he claims.
For the strength of a beautiful toe man stepped on.
There's a sheathing for all his names.
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Like dripping cola into a pile of ashtrays.
It's called the oldest complexities effect.
Just mix in tall trees from zeroed suns.
And more what does the young gain from that.
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There's not one place to go.
Where there's not a corner brook.
For how could time litmus hardship.
If not by the rhyme mistook.
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To live eight decades with no fun.
And not rebound the leerable option.
Like a weird judge behind a small room divider.
I unfold love across my bench too often.
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With the unteachable self we know is there.
That earliest man soon found today.
As slowly as deadpan rhymes might hour.
I'll don't know what to say.
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That's what we in the industry call.
The nun to nun ratio sums.
Where three out of every ten nuns are bad.
But only to the other nuns.
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Supply and demand and all known motions.
Started by the slightest new emptiness.
How do modern suns with sunlight in tons.
Know whenever we try happiness.
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A very skinny woman wearing oversized clothing.
Holding a beautiful golden compass to her stomach.
As she becomes a monument to my northern stare.
I'll never dine enough to stretch my homage.
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Like a circle of hooded monks and my brother.
Releasing steam from my apartment ceilings at dusk.
Like a circle of hooded monks onboard a boat saving seas.
I thank sofas are my bravest cusp.
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A bus, a townhouse and a ground level apartment.
Unfolding more beautifully than a quest.
And the storms within were the storms without.
Who could have ever guessed.
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An imagined slow leak in an air mattress.
Feels the same as a real one theres.
Exactly the same way falling in love.
Knows that real time disappears.
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Tap Morse code on the corner of a pillow.
And know everything on your frequency hears.
Outer evolution takes eons and eras.
Inner evolution takes ten dawn years.
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Every hassle has a moat.
No pristine mind would cross.
Circumference sized to fit the keynote.
And keep the thoughts in sauce.
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There's no ocean creepier than a theory.
Or no lake as unnamed as whine.
So wherever you hear a better eery.
Please forgive the storming mind.
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A woman's strong mean boyfriend.
Blowing bubble gum against your face.
New men with ten foot shoes.
Pointing fingers at dawn one pace.
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Sleeping homeless on abandoned bus and hearing.
Homeless woman sing about seeing you today.
Stowaway male kissing stowaway female.
And a universe pushing dust away.
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Four half walls and fog.
That's the trouble with true.
It's a two inch sticky ball of tape.
Troublesomely attached to a shoe.
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It takes fifteen years to make a moment.
Because giving has no past.
And fifteen moments to make one near.
At fifteen cares per crass.
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Guess wisdom in all the shuns and winds.
And on all sunned men and she.
It's within no unturned type of zero.
Dear mist of wiser things than me.
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Bus shelter within bus shelter.
World within world.
Waiting within waiting.
Pearl within pearl.
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Where is that diner where we can order deep.
And ask for the truest depth of man.
Where fire and spark believe long enough to mark.
And flourishment becomes sit or stand.
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Powered by the hour of compression.
First you lush two trillion learns.
And when you stir in a timeless question.
Then you've heavened all my turns.
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Sturdy strands the monument.
Within trust like abandoned glee.
Forged by anger while their irony's not.
Damming how they all should be.
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Here by sentenced to just in case.
Because maybe needs its own deterrence.
No thank you to everything kind.
Oh and of course please stop all currents.
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I love our minds and how we think.
And how thoughts are hills and wavy.
But there's something missing I'm not sure what.
Like perhaps there's not enough of maybe.
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If only I could be a quitter.
And reactions were that slow.
Then all the world could be a sliver.
In reaction to that toe.
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I have paintings within my life.
And quatrains within my mind.
And within the hope of knowing you.
I give posters of my time.
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With fine dragons for dragon storms.
I can't journey enough words to slew.
I think I can sell you the final moments.
Each quatrain lands home safe on dew.
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Watching removal of a mask from a puppet.
Biting erasers from the pencils of nations.
Mosquito on the side of a nose bridge at night.
Eye to eye with the course of impatience.
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A light saber to cut antenna rod from her armor.
To rescue milady from those tangled vibrations.
And my usual house blend no sugar please.
With the usual teddy bear topping evasions.
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Since truth is darkness and love is bright.
And revision is a weight not fight.
Like our judicial choices are made up from grabs.
And details are made up from spite.
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The way motorcycles have maximum slant.
And kites and Earths must perfect fly.
I humbly hope aspect ratios can't.
Ever find the slant of pi.
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In love of life no splinter grows.
And quatrains are the pain for those.
Where within the smart of my never art.
True enjoyment flows in droves.
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No two lightning bolts share same notion.
No two snowflakes play that game.
So the only quest that I can hope for.
Double quotes might leer through same.
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I can only give you all humanity's behavior.
Molded by the dins of past.
So here is everything for the complete space traveler.
As you turn each page please vast.
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How about we just trust what the experts learn.
And look deep into the unknown frost.
Like complex and simple in the explainable pimple.
Undivided till the truth had cost.
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By tangles and knots.
How my universe strings.
Could your universe love me.
Oh know knot again.
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How do you speak in numbers.
And are words such awful names.
Notes dropped to soldier five floors down.
Intercepted by woman down one stare gains.
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If you drop your arms upon your mattress.
They'll always bounce and land on your waist.
But only if you believe in magic.
And steer your strife by grace.
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A relaxed art teacher dressed in all white casuals.
Teaching a class showing all my art.
Woman knees to forehead lowering self into well.
Painted rescuing an artist's start.
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Like the puppet slowly rolling down basement stairs.
With a smelly shoe on its face lands nice.
There's something about the bottom of cares.
Which bears thinking to one's self that's life.
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Have you seen where I left my other love.
I've looked for it in the opposite of everywhere.
I've counted to you but then I'm unlost.
Maybe odd is just zero insert any word here.
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A typical y shaped decision.
Has a magnifying glass side that sees.
And an atrophied skill long since unneeded.
On the side where the past grew please.
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Like a concert equipment truck for the who.
Wrapped in tracing paper in a dark unheeded.
With its skin so thin down the street of men.
Can you hear the inner spin be needed.
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I'll believe in unfurling nonsense.
If uncocooning can save a world.
Or if the theory of hellotivity.
Can incline a woman curled.
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What was heaven or what was hell.
That can use such whips from one brain cell.
From what begins like a typist's eyes.
No man can count all his autowise.
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When of courses become just smart enough.
To make hourfull gongs and drums.
And the dawns become just smart enough.
To use showerful longs and strums.
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There's poetry rising on the albatross stage.
On the next clear what men want croon phase.
If the cloudless blush upon two palm trees.
Turns away her milky ways.
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It measures care on the nectar scale.
Where the insect is least in question.
Near where the mozart steers the fine.
The uncalm teeds the teach them a lesson.
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Moonlight silhouette of a flea inside a parasite.
On the stomach of mankind's all.
A look to the curtains, a touch of the havens.
And of course a wisdom's brawl.
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Sea has no time for non friends.
As only I have time for tea.
If towards lure shadows I cast a spite.
Key has no time for me.
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Man with box on his head and arms held out.
Wandering woods near woman seated on ground.
He invites her to join him in his world.
And that's how men are crowned.
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Have you seen where I've been looking?
I can't find it anywhere.
I thought I left it inside my freedom.
So it could be any care.
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If you ever design a line of clothing.
Please name it Miranda's Song.
So if I ever wonder where Amanda went.
I can glance towards the strong.
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Since they put me in charge of the not moving stillness.
With no poet's care I'll jest.
I was wondering since we are both free falling.
Can I hope your breeze might west.
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Ten men around a conference table.
With a painting of themselves on the wall.
Self interest being the greatest insult.
A lift can give a fall.
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A mother with two children waiting for a bus.
As she suggests they stay off the road.
The four stages of a clothesline failing a blanket.
Stage left the autumn leaves I've owed.
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A man on the go with dogs.
Hanging from his arms by paws.
Sore wounds on both his karate hands.
And cue the endless cause.
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Who can pass a high voltage wire.
Under a curtain as part of a complex plan.
A man rushing into a living room.
Quickly touching a tree light can.
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A long unmovable domestic animal.
That's never been seen before like fashions.
A collage of pretty women photos on a wall.
And they all have bland compassions.
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A woman in Florida safely watching alligators.
As she thinks about the importance of tools.
Like a three foot globe of the earth on a desk.
Which is actually just a man's ass on a stool.
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It's a complicated world.
And the brain is a fish that leaped.
Look ma no blands.
To still steer that lightning clique.
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When diamonds strike a heaven.
There men must teeth or know.
Towards a better never.
That's where good Mac's go.
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There's a way of looking I kite the most.
With soft hues of inner blands and blends.
With a tilt to one side that sees two dogs.
And two owners that will never be friends.
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My business card logo has of two letter L's.
With something between them forgotten.
For only a woman who sits down with her breakfast.
And states she'll be drinking half my caution.
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There's a satellite in orbit with a large hotdog.
Kept clamped at its core unchased.
It may have the last clear view of a sky.
Before cell phones have filled up space.
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A very pale thin blonde.
Looks out the plain of a window.
Where only in my mildest dreams.
I've heard of such a signal.
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To also be at home like dust.
Where size prevents no stars.
Elephants kissing the new ease of mouselicks.
In the non event of cars.
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She left a note on her kitchen counter.
Saying put dishes away are in morning.
So I left a note on her tv set.
Saying I have gone to your shore for warming.
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Those moments when clouds look fast to a man.
And stars compute in his head.
And the sum of a man shines each night.
And he doesn't believe what he's said.
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A lady wearing a bonnet looks out a window.
To see who has just shouted "it hurts".
And a young man watching his dog chasing geese.
Shouts "that's good" to his dog he calls flirts.
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It is not dust that I would harvest.
My work to be done like chandeliers.
So often when I look to artists.
I don't bring my can of years.
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As near as I can tell.
There are no focal points like mind.
For whenever I look upon a city.
My nice receives a fine.
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Like a man with ten thousand homes.
Within my mind I'm homeless.
Excuse me is this seat broken.
And are the windows timeless?
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Like telling time by a clock hand's shadow.
I need just one source of right.
So as near as I can tell it's hello.
When winter strikes the night.
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Again and again it never ends.
Unloud like a dancing rain.
Somewhere in the faster light.
Not now, something simple claims.
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I know there's alot of atoms.
But one somewhere contains your song.
And when you call yourself bad things.
I go there knowing that you're wrong.
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