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Laws are Arbitrary. People Have the Power.
Finding comfort in the uncomfortable; Where the day starts. Walking blindly on a morphing planet, Astranged from the trees and the cycles. Clear cut the consciousness of the people, one majestic trunk at a time. Shame and jail those who… Continue reading
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A Dream within a Thread; Springs Unmatched
I wish to breath your joy, hear you laugh and hiss. See your face, full of light, like a dream, cloudless, Realized in a moment frozen. To feel some way that we’ll never forget. ~ In this western rain, the… Continue reading
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Floating On A Pin Tip Whisper
Gratitude fucking the sky. It reaches me. The ravens flew. They squawked. I rolled down the passenger-side window, “Take me with you in the sky!” But before I could get the words out, they flew by. Their presence accented an… Continue reading
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Carl Walter Burke & Corey Jay Worsham
~Unparalleled friendship far before individualistic ambition, support before an impression or indication of need; traits to be held in the highest regard. Lead me to my friends and excuse the warm blood flowing through my veins. Let us choose to… Continue reading
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Welcome to the Love Jungle
Love is a reactive jungle of stem and stone. A chemical cornice of precarious consequence. Avalanching snow sifting through layers of wind blown conversations. Smashing the wild arms of the forest like a 1000 ton boulder tramples a lone sunflower.… Continue reading
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Particles of Anything
Particles of anything, before all my eyes, appear as magical Earth. Sauntering in silence through planes of vision. Painted by warm fading light and unhatched night. Swimming as one In seas of release. Speak to me. -GKT Continue reading
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Unseen Margins
Sink into the wayward crush. Lines of perfect imperfection Meet in the unseen margins. Gaining warmth and confidence As a deadly artifice fire rages. My U.S. issue moral compass Cracks in the heat. Glass and magnets litter The forest, and… Continue reading
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Her Reflection
How does her reflection Shine so bright in the eyes Of a twin, high up on a mountain? Smiling down into the fertile valleys, Soaring beneath the birds in flight, Calling out into the desert hills, And listening to world… Continue reading
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The Creative Center
I am eternally grateful, …The creative mind… or the creative center… The infinite depths and expanses of one’s own wonder and self belief. ▪️ The formless excretion of soul and original nature; powered by openness, willingness and courage. ▪️ It… Continue reading
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Ze Blind Believers Must Die (or change)
Where did sunlight follow? To a whisper of a tree? A middle scene of Greece? A wonder livid and lucid. The future is split as are the concords of this stark universe, “Hail!” They kneel, frivolously; crawling through the trounced… Continue reading
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