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Midnight Flock
How unusual
The birds at midnight
Pulling a carriage of clouds
With our heads remaining
To ourselves
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(Untitled)
I thought we had a contract
You would burn alive
And I could rest in hell
Now you breathe from all the wrong orifices
Standing on the shoulders of idiots
While wishing them well
I’m surprised you’re still alive
That you haven’t asked for your wrists to be slit
By someone else
But I know you’re too foolish to notice
With stupidity as your focus
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Enlightenment 2 (trailway 17)
It was an impossible task, but needless to say it had to be done. He had sat for far too long in his five story memory pool... thinking.... waiting.... desiring for the even the meekest chance to stand up over the vilification he had placed upon himself. For him it was not about getting out of the water, but keeping his head above it. As he waded ( Read more... ) -
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find the door for a stranger
6:15, rising; 6:45, count; 7:00, breakfast; 7:40-11:40, work; 11:50, count; 12:00, dinner; 12:30-4:00, work; 4:30, count; 5:00, supper; 7:30 count; 9:30, lights out ( Read more... )