Klip (It’s a Mime Show)

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Unassuming against the tidal

Fusion of a broader ego twist

I’m certainly no talented acrobat

I’m certain of that

Where is my philosophyformat?

Attention span of a nat 

On crack, it feels like fetters

Yes, this essential vest

At best a blue-collar cage 

Willfully without a choice 

Imprisoned to the lessons learned

Insomniac gap, I’m wack

With a plenty of hecklers

I’d sooner be

Divided into fish food

Dismember me then!

Sever the tendons of thought

They drive drive me crazy

A chum bucket of brain rot

Martyred for those sharks.

 

What else? Hell, invisible

Ice cream flubbing with fudge

You ask for so much

You fucked that fragile brain,

Up again, blinking at nothing

Busted and flustered

Bruised in the brain I'd say

But the bones are much

Better, once fed with butter

From another dimension…

 

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I guess prayer helps as much

I guess prayer helps as much as it helps me i felt you describe me except when I pray. This is a very astute poem and takes the reader there in the trying. The energy and the frustration it takes to wade through every unthought thought or ideas you come upon as if they are a must need soaking up your time and clarity... so well put together. It just works so well! Hugss 


Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS    

"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."

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Prayer has the tendency to

Prayer has the tendency to take you away into fairyland, and if you do it enough dissolve into the nature of that realm. It makes everything okay in the sense that what troubles you no longer exists. The problem then becomes whether you're willing to give up the sins of your past life. I think that's what being reborn means? To me, yes, poetry is like prayer, in a way.


peace, pot, tequila shot

Jesus loves us, stoned or not

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Yes absolutely poem is a

Yes absolutely poem is a prayer a hope on the wind with the power to realise truths and dreams... 


Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS    

"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."