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I tend to brain vomit a lot... My first "computer" was a word processor with those outdated hard disks, and a printer built into the top. Man, I loved that thing. Those were my Stephen King/Shakespeare/Poe days...which moved into Frost/Emerson/Angelou and fantasy novels, lol! Now, I have a minor in Screenwriting and a Masters in Music Composition; I'm bouncing novels and poems around in my head far too often...and the denouement that comes from writing seems to be far too important to ignore these days. So, I pray you enjoy what you read here just as much as I pray you take some of it to heart (a lot of it is comedic and tongue-in-cheek, but there's usually something there...I hope).
Remember me.
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From the mouth of many a mad man
Locked under wonder, hocked
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To sit and mock on cemetary gates
To watch stone pock as time deflates
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You stanch my wounded heart
Your hair, like the vines
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Headphones on and sounding, pounding into me and hounding
My mind with callous culture obsessed with the messed up lives
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Can you place the look upon my face?
Appalled at culture's ADD crutch
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Supposed to talk, but nothing's said
Except "I just wanted to see you"
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A hero defunct of function, unsung amidst echoes and drip drip drips
A loudmouth sounds in the distance...I hear what he says, but it is meaningless
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And a thousand times more I have died
In these recesses you cannot hide from me
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That beautiful woman of Proverbs
Solomon sings her praises eloquently
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