Dare I ask and Repeat

A breach, now which many actual 


incoherent blank spots an twindeling sodden nature.

Well Lust

Well portioned

Well music and sordid fall

and another obsession.

Another obsession,

another trite matter?

Dare I ask

and repeat.

Nay, NAY

I say fault by a many a mature fortune.

Lost muck and rake,

and pollution of a self loathe lack of company.


A Very Long Title for a Relatively Short Poem

Sit now and humor another trip and lack of sync.

Another ball of wayward words and finished concepts,

Of both the joy and the road that is behind.

So only measured by  your fellow man.

What hidden smile?

What constance of any question?

Well rounded in the serpent and the cycles both.

So it is to be in its own,

in its deed.

The Cliche Sweet Goodnight

Peaceful mockeries,

disdainful sin

All the things that come from within.

Signs of Red, Blue, and White

Orange and Green and the Yellow of Light.

A big horizon in a tie dye sight,

A battle, A war, a roue, a fight

A chance to highlight the might.

Tasty foods, sweet Wines, and shiny Jewels

A show of shows for the fools.

A letter, a word, a message of rules,

A law banning such pools.

The battle raged with a roar of might

And so ended in sweet goodnight.

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