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play

the ball does not matter     to him
it is the play
the movement and bright colors
it is the     interaction
and i cannot escape this same need… 42 more words

Poetry

For Tyrants & Bards.........

No matter what you do, I’d never hate you.

All the tricks and the schemes, mean nothing to me.

Forgive them Lord, for they know not what they do.

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Chaste by Crows

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Sprinkler’s mist

That putters, spreads wraithlike

Folds of silk

That are omens of sun’s final dawn.

Spread open to

Lucifer’s womb

And a misery of sky’s sullen… 37 more words

Poetry

Ling's Note

It’s all relative;
fuckin’
take Lydian
or Mixolydian –
                fuckin’
Sappho, Bro, invented that shit
in 7th century B.C., no lie              fuckin’
imagine Sappho
starting on the 7th, of C… 113 more words
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I See Confusion

All I hear are words whispered in my heart

If you loved me, why are we back at the start?

In fact, I am wrong when I say that very thing. 69 more words

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Iolani Palace - May 28

5.28.2015

uneasy lies the head

that wears the

crown

so Kalākaua built

his palace to

fend

the closing in

presences

from

America.

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Poetry

On a fair balance

Those who hate USA

Just ask themselves

Which country would be better ?

and which one, would be able to replace this imperfect melting pot ?

Poetry