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Gold Fever 

History will not record the bloated weight
Of this pious and bigoted race 
Or count the fat and flaccid wealth
Of religions idolatry

Those pages have...

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"Heart"  

Deep fissures formed
in the cracks of 
the nowhere place
where time leeched
bleeding claret 
through the green 
veined blues

protean bit by bit
the flesh disappears
prematurely 6ft...

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I heard taunting echoes and scurrilous snarls.
It was my conscience, and I listened as it spoke
in accusations, contemptible remarks aimed at me.
Shameful words delivered to...

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The Fight


	Determination to remove your force
	of despondency.
	That osmosis of my joy being leeched
	through your membrane of anxiety
	to a cavern of what if’s and if only’s
	preventing...

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Once upon a Pike’s Peak dreary,
This witch said her name was Carrie,
Fog so thick couldn’t see nary,
Though her screech was a bit scary!

Suddenly the thick...

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Freedom.

Oh you can run now, I'm setting you free
So for once in your life, accept gratefully
Ignore every time I proclaimed in the past
My arms open...

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So I wrote again. This took longer than it should have. Only fair to warn you, this is a long one.

SHANGRI-LA

Prologue

The village gates stood, like...

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There grew in a garden,
White flowers pale as death,
That grew in rows like tombstones, 
Their odor; foul like dragons breath.

Flowers bent and brittle,
Stems with many...

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Back to Reality

Waking up from dreaming...still screaming at myself wondering why it keeps 
seeming to still be just a dream....but in reality mathematically nothing adds...

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To The Heart Of Viking Legends And Thor's Great Oath,
Part One, (In tribute to, the poem, "The Old Gods",
by Calvin Dill Wilson)


When the Olden Gods...

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O' How I Hated That Damn Ground


I stood there raining my tears
utterly broken at fifteen years
Thinking of all that dad gave
now newly laid in a...

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This is the second half, read part one before this

...This life was unlike others, not ripe, not light
We curs't them, 'stood not their mutual blight
There...

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Aurora begins collecting daybreak’s embers -
sparking them till sun has caught on fire.
If fortunate, we get to waken to blue skies
as sun rises higher and...

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For days, for nights
you moaned in pain.
For weeks, for months
you cried in vain.

For days, for nights
you wept in silence.
For weeks, for months
you anguished with prudence.

For...

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Transformer-changeling, 
liquid currency of purchasing. 
Themes
Selling us your wares as we wade in your maelstrom pool.
Accentuating my cares.
Dreams.
Weave for me-from your electric spool.
Your hourglass adbdomain...

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