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Re: image 132
first there was no city
then there was a city
then there was a city
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once upon a time I wrote a piece I titled "scratch"...
it goes like this -
it goes like this -
scratch
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cloud lost
paradise hidden:
the three trumps
spoiled the blue
tinged in pain
the fallen tears
flood the fields
with desperation
as kites feel the
winds across ribs
carved in sumi-waves
rollick the roll
squared inferences
ruffling the rosebud
-sacred geometry-
measuring the moment
as pestilence waits
in the darkened wings
flutter my mind
butter my coast-
the lemon sweetens
as arched demons
portray the night
in sublime catacombs
waiting for sun ra
demon folds:
origami mysteries
bared to the burning,
cross off the lists
each time snarfing
at the haloed aura
inches towards thee
you ran the gamut
leaving synchro-trails
as the war raged on
with or without armor -
battlefield stations
buried in dusted oil
the remote means
gone...
as in never was
liquid particle justice
flaming the moto-mouth,
dragon leaks and sun dials
the phoney rings coming
deso-latte the kofi:
analyze this mofo
and yank your suspenders...
the bullet warms the neck
and curiosity demands
the answer lying within
pale stalks of wheat
chafed by interrogating
wonders of bright moons
reflecting the jazz-curl
of lips decorated by wind
domi-ari-gato the purr
domi-ari-gato the purr
domi-ari-gato the purr
scratch the purple
see red and blues
re-red the read
the red reed read
re-read the red
___/_^O^__-**-___
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cloud lost
paradise hidden:
the three trumps
spoiled the blue
tinged in pain
the fallen tears
flood the fields
with desperation
as kites feel the
winds across ribs
carved in sumi-waves
rollick the roll
squared inferences
ruffling the rosebud
-sacred geometry-
measuring the moment
as pestilence waits
in the darkened wings
flutter my mind
butter my coast-
the lemon sweetens
as arched demons
portray the night
in sublime catacombs
waiting for sun ra
demon folds:
origami mysteries
bared to the burning,
cross off the lists
each time snarfing
at the haloed aura
inches towards thee
you ran the gamut
leaving synchro-trails
as the war raged on
with or without armor -
battlefield stations
buried in dusted oil
the remote means
gone...
as in never was
liquid particle justice
flaming the moto-mouth,
dragon leaks and sun dials
the phoney rings coming
deso-latte the kofi:
analyze this mofo
and yank your suspenders...
the bullet warms the neck
and curiosity demands
the answer lying within
pale stalks of wheat
chafed by interrogating
wonders of bright moons
reflecting the jazz-curl
of lips decorated by wind
domi-ari-gato the purr
domi-ari-gato the purr
domi-ari-gato the purr
scratch the purple
see red and blues
re-red the read
the red reed read
re-read the red
___/_^O^__-**-___
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Allow not destiny to intrude upon Now
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Allow not destiny to intrude upon Now
Re: image 132
wow Cecil you was on a roll - your poem & my coffee woke me right the hell up this early morn & got shit stirring - Thx!
Doll, you may have found a place of rest but I'm still on the trail.
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... and thank you for the striking image, amigo.
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Allow not destiny to intrude upon Now
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Allow not destiny to intrude upon Now
Re: image 132
wowwwwwwww mingo & cecil!!!!!!!!
speed in question
high & low mixed
in terracota dreams
speed in question
high & low mixed
in terracota dreams
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Doll, you may have found a place of rest but I'm still on the trail.
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