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Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Sense a Borderline Character



Stop Angel,
fill your glorious missive,
so children grip society.
In power, a subject husband
has some reach.
Endure him, no pain.

Is life mean?
Try and know me!
Stranger, you are the smoke!
Know every impulse is thrown nude with chocolate.
She is Hell, and they think we're free.

Empty the psychedelic symbol,
Like a wild fresh solution.
Investigate the obtuse ugly canvas phobia.

We represent your wife,
guarding her instrument impression,
and sexual water.

Think, then drink nicely, let this be right
You dress up a deep street language of life
Where beauty, form and thought,
have silhouette.

with Layna Roberts, 7/20/2006, 69, 70, 71   Part 1, Part II

The Muse Poems:

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10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18
19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27
28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36
37 38 39 40 41 42 43 44 45
46 47 48 49 50 51 52 53 54
55 56 57 58 59 60 61 62 63
64 65 66 67 68 69 70 71 72
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