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Contributed by ming on Thursday, 30th July 2009 @ 11:00:02 AM in AEST
Topic: abstract

you will receive yours
it's rising rude sparing
nothing

wandering before me I
believed the crazy face
so this is

what I do nothing morning
waiting best write this down
asshat serpent

marathon tapper push against
I don't know how to love the
(w)hole speech makes

poems are magically hooking
one emotional experience away
from a crisis

whistling an unloyal tune the
paragraphs loom getting huge
soaking up

what reeks talking up the wrong
tree hugging inward floating to destroy
your way in

ignoring your green-flag waving you
bar king joke worker there is an exit
Fate's clock

never generous up at dawn stalking
chains break back and forth comparing
empty windows

I assume the here-after as lost ammo
willingly done twisting with words pushed
away ears

turn pain to ink mistakes parallel to
imaginary full feeling tiny moments
of aging

here I am a rocking chair drafted to
maintain without pause the real thing
searching

that uncommitted memory of balance
who owns this turn? velocity may answer
its angle

sliding a lonesome rhythm circles vortex
thick with witches typing friendship energy
prompting

the light on unwise visions of questions
never asked light the candle for the hawk
sparkles

here ole man crow black dog finds the lizard
while shadow-dop hides with squirrel totems
turn

to offer a cup of night to soothe the savage self
put this poem under your asshat were it matters
to me.

Copyright © ming ... [ 2009-07-30 11:00:02]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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