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Well placed and deep rooted I turn
up
at every turn I see you have done much for me
I am nothing here with out the pipeline of fuel
let me turn up at every turn
oh this road has so many curves! Thank you that we can see
I pray my twenty twenty improves!
my fog hits higher registers and I'm left with a curious
residue

like trans music filtering into a window of
fingernail clippings
like a threatening attack
I am afraid of what will be said
and bullets are like cotton candy
action oriented, I'd hold on.
I know it now that I'd monkey up
and the jar trap would give pause

so why wait?
be free of it? or am I wrong about it all!

Grins and laughter make brittle those moments
where I would  fear

such was my thought! this return was seen and
this makes for a track record of left arm pains
on a regular basis more grins and more brittle!
what fear can stand against that fire!?
my laughter offers a resounding "None!"

B'derkh

I retreat back into the place where I can take from the sounds and reform what words mean.
I have all this steam driven by banjos and.  I.  can't.  keep.  up.
because I was meant to be here so I'll stop running.
Why this picture hits my eye's mind?
I find no piece fitting this puzzle and I can't muzzle
the screaming valve.  the left main ventricle with volume past
echo chamber piping a robust product.
"I want that you conduct with out theft"
that being the heft of my current request,
I find it best to bleed out in binary.
The simple story beying I have but one.
All emanates from this like sun light.

Do you know what kind of heat the sun can generate?
When I say this I mean to give an honor of greater value,
but we have not the earthly language to cope with such greatness.
I mean to say that I have one simple story
and I'm sorry, Îmi pare rău
but you must know, it is all of me.
You see as the sun gives us light and heat.
So does this tale of many gifts  unearned.
I am burned to closer I get to tell it but I can't stop.
there is increase of the crop when I seek to say
Burn away the dross and seek to set camp near my moons source
a reflection is not nearly enough
the truth is real and so simple
its seeds grow with in and they consume the compost of my mistake
while i wake to the day break with in
My sin is eaten and I seek more seeds!
Tilling this garden...it takes over
I turn it all over!

Like a well worn silver dollar
I'm ready to be melted down for greater
I am rolling that way
b'derkh

trickle of consciousness

far to long and grown inarticulate like a few of these with out a trimmer I am unsure of how it is you want me to coe over when ever but what that means is far more than what i give you and I need to go shopping for some olives but the round path brings me back to the p[lace that I am going to start teaching and at one point I will switch into the new and this will make one of the students lose the class.  SOF SOF i breath after the bee sting I roamed the sheet of paper with the lies of pencil lead because of the eraser you see me sitting there with a stutter and reach out so what am I thinking that I see where the hill slope ends? I'm still dreaming.  Finger swollen and how is this going to work with cars and vans and I need so much to have this week end but then its the next weak.  I need this weak to end more than the day is long so what can we make with this needle and thread?  Giving back and letting my swollen finger release the contract (signed and sent in the mail for that part time job.) so Abe and Martin  mix between the loss of stream.  I think I'll run into Andy Dufrane though this is SO far from his depth it still drags on in a waiting period of worthy.  with the count going up of Oh whats that and moments from a change to go and get those last five minutes
the wrap up is I wound you and I am sorry but I have scissors for hands and I cant find the place where I can bring Albert back.  Grown and time spawned a shell that allows for entrance but the ricochet with in is uncontrolable and destructive if I constrict. so swollen finger and tiered tongue I find the other kids poem far out scares my own.


times up
and I still can't spell uncontrollable...