Sunset BayI dreamed we danced in wait of the moon on sunset bay in late afternoon. I dreamed we embraced in wake of sunrise. I would shelter your face, for the sake of our eyes.Sunset Bay
With eyes as big as
Mother Earth you looked at me in love. You'd never admit how much
you're worth, had you the option of.
And as we moved, our eyes both proved this was no matter for consultation. It was raw and cold and bare and bold a hedonistic exhortation.
I dreamed we loved in a way unrivaled, compromising our souls and their destiny. &n
XCadet Upset with the blatant passage of time, And the adverse effects it rears I sit, tired and in uniform Wondering what I did all those years.XCadet
Wondering what engaged this mechanism, An antidote, it very well may be, This pride, this happy melancholy, This blind belief in me.
Was it the faces? Those magnificent and sullied,
And those clean shaven and sharp? What furrowed brows, on gilded boyhood crowds
Bereaved by 19’s mark.
Where are all the hero’s going? And why didn’t they tell us they’d leave
Rotting ProgressOn this, this pitiful scourge of nature; this rotting progress; this parasitic sprawl; we stand in ovation and those leading look Left but look late. Lament! Look right and cry to me sweet land of liberty the right eye, it blinksRotting Progress
this right this righteous this reich-ous.
Poor Globe poorest sphere of unkempt and orb of neglect cry not.
you will not die alone.
another waiting room"Whats taking so long?", I wonder as I arch my neck in a futile attempt to see inside the tiny office. Self-doubt and anxiety barrel through my thoughts with the tenacity of an overloaded freight train. Needless to say, I sit in agony on my high back leather chair. However, it is a nice chair.another waiting room
"What if I don't speak loud enough?" I say to myself. The person being interviewed now was the only other person waiting in the hallway when I got here, so I see no real problem with talking to myself. I glance at his empty chair and around the hallway lined with high back leather chairs. It's really well put together. Well, as well put to
I Dig A Pygmy!
danny
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many cry for the dolphin, trapped in fishing nets.
but who cries for the tuna?
nora
anyways, a late welcome jeremy. though i think you got an account before me... whatever.
yay!
have a great day!
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