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Making up a lot as I stood looking

A Poem by Sir Robert Robbie Lord Du..

making up a lotas I stood looking goesagainst the blurat the differenceinside my creative cave enlights and meltsinto the wood a candle so there's num..

Rolling in or around your glass cage

A Poem by Sir Robert Robbie Lord Du..

pressed herea-button to airat the end of starsa-hard rains closing shutpulling apart evena-washing awaybefore all elsethe whole daywas not thenlong sm..

I suposses what it was is real

A Poem by Sir Robert Robbie Lord Du..

because there-in I supposeswhat it was is realIunwrapped the black mirrorwhen I think about ita glimpse it might delight meI still can in hasteremembe..

Could you know the round hill I go

A Poem by Sir Robert Robbie Lord Du..

could you knowthe roundhill I gobein' & not of any times at last the deep plants in dreams colours onletters came there & obscurescarries off where-by..

Reality more than it is.. Really

A Poem by Sir Robert Robbie Lord Du..

hassuddenlystruck up againand we seethoughts a-given isin the same lookit's by starting why when now's howreality more than it isreally distorted soun..

The Concrete Owls

A Poem by Sir Robert Robbie Lord Du..

O' for somewhat floatsa-realization gets me to the creeksdoes words choose youfrom going slow darker streetsare we they to say to vanish away, awaysaw..

Brought Up To The Water Ripples

A Poem by Sir Robert Robbie Lord Du..

thinking overa-blur togetherI'm blending inthere's morebeen betteras from afarmany belongin what was saiddeep shocklightningmoving acrosscatches our e..

Free & Loose A Balloon With A Human Face

A Poem by Sir Robert Robbie Lord Du..

can't be seen alongshoulders by earsin the sky formsoh, square balloonsand round balloonscartoon balloons golden goeswhat floats at up onto is thata-..

My places to go

A Poem by Sir Robert Robbie Lord Du..

my places invisible fencesmyself all and all meremains alwaysthrough blues it gives to that it existsin glad and sad mistsmiles and walks most often I..

At that picture, We have found none

A Poem by Sir Robert Robbie Lord Du..

thereaboutsnever donestops shows now forever search, on a pagetogether stonessomething crumbling, I'm gonna shine it on Thoughts saw something everyth..