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Morning comes against all protest. It comes with snarling vengeance purloining the curtains with which I have veiled my dreaming eyes. Morning bit..

Men are defecting each way, finding allies in grienvences and regret, bottles and sweat the are ex-patriots of rationality, maintain residence ..

The silence has broken I am speaking soul, again I have transcended, emerged from silent knoll. The voice of love and loss, tired kisses and t..

Slick guitars and rythmic blues "Flamingo Cantina!" barks the moon we eloped with Street Light Suzie we all ravaged her secret beauty ..

something from my hazy days

In frequent places of strange memories and sepia nostalgia I die without you. I am drunk on the wine of fermented desires losing flavor in winte..

a little lyrical, but of good memories

I need poetry like the salt needs the sea, Like heaven needs belief and Hell needs the thieves. I need poetry like songbirds need to sing and Wo..

start with a pinch of luster all the gusto you can muster mix with swirling vigor

I fight the urge to be cliche unoriginal following so many trends and waves breaking breaking against the shore; you deserve so much more. Forg..