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Back to the Future: Me, 1972

Oh—-my—-God.  I’m in the process of a MASSIVE clean-out of BIBLICAL proportions and I came across one of my English books from 1972.  So…. I’m 14 years old – the same age as my son is now – and have written a poem.  173 more words



Tickless rhythms fail to jade

Cut hardwires cloak blindspots

No bombmaker lives unscathed


Thoughts recycle one crusade

Impulse cocked by granny knots

Tickless rhythms fail to jade… 57 more words


28/365: DM Me

Age/ Sex/ Location
Throw in a picture and your vocation
And you are ready to be catfished!
Pretend to be a woman, pretend to be a dog… 171 more words


other side of town

paper paints a picture

of only self destruction

and never speaks on the fact

safety is  lost if you ain’t got the  right loot

last name or know somebody… 51 more words


off side

pass you through

what is the rule

and who is the mission

and those of the select

and its own  being

and how it booms… 47 more words


help me

thought of the island

and what is the message in your universe

and how it was the breath and how it was the

extreme and its  own controversy… 44 more words



Wrapped, layers
The way it should be,
when you see me
standing, shining,
free, like air
across mountains
with views we never before
could see, the way we stood… 106 more words