06-07-05 -

Tapestry vanish, fiction,
Roof feet, fiction,
Breath, fiction fiction,
Verbal; focuse thought,
Don't steal my fiction.

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Joy when this mountain is in my back,
it is I stand in front in need of blindfold,
a gentle hand to hold, none.

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The dream-walking wake on foresight,
reality reflect well in between Leo and Gemini,
two earthbound fingers one on each hand,
in image to jerk it up his hidden ass;
build you must! another castle,
in secret stealing the last stone.

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On a one way stairway,
Into the red fog, a refugee,
But I got my invisible makers,
They made me and never agree,
On anything but it;
I took my vitamins!
Now I need to get away.

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Chant your vodka,
Tao Tao bless this devil of the sea,
He who brings great insight and free liquor,
Bound to find the way! even if lost,
He care not for ancient age nor paper,
If not to wipe ignorance and ass!

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I dislike these bones,
They make awful pipes and awkward moves,
I claim no right in dancing on them,
But I do.