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Minor strategies
Most beholden ideals
Not communicated
With presidential seals
The major of the minor
The diminished to the augmented
Hold the forte for now
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Monthly Archives: November 2018
Point Mail
Point mail
Portions
Off in the air
Sent off the rails
I need the point mail
Sent right to the point of contact
The Ignorant Rifle
The ignorant rifle
Has no aim
No connection
To a soul
To a human heart
It is made of cold steel and wood
Keep it tucked away
Like we should
Ignorant rifles
Have no place in a home
In a community
This mutiny
Stops
When the guns are put away
Resident Advice
Fuck the experts
I need some resident advice
This may sound tense
Or absurd
But rather I need
A fresh word
Of silence and peace
Some perspectives
I can not reach
Come and stay residents claim
I need some time
And some resident advice
Prove the Paint
Prove the paint
Worthiness and true
Tried in times of challenge
And stayed
In times unglued
I had woke up late
From a robot nightmare
Creeping from my brain
The UV rays
Too much had came
And I stared up
At the paint
Prove to me your worthiness
Challenged
And true
Ticking Clocks in the Restaurant
Ticking clocks in the restaurant
Subtle feelings exposed
In the wee hours
Of the night and morning
The ticking clock
Stays on time
As the time flies by
Goodbye tonight
Goodbye sweet place
Sweet trace of all that is good
Is in that old restaurant
Sunday
Made of a weekend
Made from the days
Adding up
In a grey winter haze
A Sunday can come
In an easy breeze
And be off
Off in ease
Confess and Spend
The holidays are here
Confess and spend
Move along
In the holiday rush
Not one moment held up
City Tears
I miss the city
The life
As I once knew
The flow of a city day
Pushing of the crowds
Always focused ahead
Never time to look back
The city life
Steel trains clang
On the railways
Of the G train
City life can be heard
Before anything is felt
Bring Back the Good
Good god
Bring back the good
Goodness
And wholesome
There are people
In a force of fields
Helping reserve the goodness
Out of the bad
And the full great
The good
Help bring back the good
I sure wish it would
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