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I. Ruminations
Perhaps it is befitting upon suffering
to return to our chosen conception,
rewind the poem to our humble beginning
the origin of our writhing birth.
The instance of...
Perhaps it is befitting upon suffering
to return to our chosen conception,
rewind the poem to our humble beginning
the origin of our writhing birth.
The instance of...
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My name is Irrelevant, because that is what I might as well be in this world. My name is Irrelevant, because there are many people like myself that are going through the same problem. I am writing about minimum wage, working hours, and the disease that plagues big businesses in these senses.
I am a 20 year-old male, and live with my older sister. She doesn’t make me pay rent (thank the gods), but she does want me to move out soon. I work two jobs; retail and restaurant hosting. You would think that interacting with people all day is my favorite thing, would you not? It is not. I...
I am a 20 year-old male, and live with my older sister. She doesn’t make me pay rent (thank the gods), but she does want me to move out soon. I work two jobs; retail and restaurant hosting. You would think that interacting with people all day is my favorite thing, would you not? It is not. I...
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Kicking the Habit
Hi. . . My name is Clear and I have an addiction for this thing called Spoken Word.
And it all started when I was introduced to sessions that sparked joints;
Where listeners got lost and hallucinated in the right dosage of words;
This came from the mouths of dope heads, which never mislead.
Who burn A4 pages from the dome, on every stage for commonsense sentences?
Shrooms would fill the room at a state of intellectual ecstasy;
And the dealer would be the organizer of such cause and effect.
Passing out on microphones from an immediate fix from stanzas;
Drooling...
And it all started when I was introduced to sessions that sparked joints;
Where listeners got lost and hallucinated in the right dosage of words;
This came from the mouths of dope heads, which never mislead.
Who burn A4 pages from the dome, on every stage for commonsense sentences?
Shrooms would fill the room at a state of intellectual ecstasy;
And the dealer would be the organizer of such cause and effect.
Passing out on microphones from an immediate fix from stanzas;
Drooling...
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Thoughts of Hustla (Written by: Jimmy N. Alvarez)
The life we fall into, when we come from nothing.The easiest job to get that, don’t require a high school diploma or college degree.Just like any other business you start from the bottom and work your way up.The road ahead gets hard, with great rewards and life consequences. All of that is up to you. How mentally weak or strong are you to push forward and sacrifice everything. The deeper you get the higher the rewards and harsher punishment. The stress gets higher knowing, that every day can be your last. The moments you seize are priceless, but tomorrow is now and never promised. Everyone is...
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I Didn't Even Notice
The day passed by, and I didn't even notice.
Now it's been two years and I didn't even notice.
No one brought it up to me and I still didn't even notice.
Maybe because there's no stone on the ground.
There's no where for me to place flowers if I chose.
So when the day comes I barely think of it.
Is it bad to say that him being gone for my life only hurts me at random times?
I love him and I miss him.
And when I stare at my son too long, it comes back at me.
Half of my entire family is gone.
Wiped out in less than ten years out of my twenty years of...
Now it's been two years and I didn't even notice.
No one brought it up to me and I still didn't even notice.
Maybe because there's no stone on the ground.
There's no where for me to place flowers if I chose.
So when the day comes I barely think of it.
Is it bad to say that him being gone for my life only hurts me at random times?
I love him and I miss him.
And when I stare at my son too long, it comes back at me.
Half of my entire family is gone.
Wiped out in less than ten years out of my twenty years of...
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book 2 - early write
There was nothing more to John than a cigarette you would discard when split by rain, wet tobacco; thought would remind him of home, those that took their time with him found refuge - but time isn’t given in a robust society lacking awareness, or perhaps not the awareness John deserved. He sheltered none and neither did he seek. He had the world coming to him in biblical terms, more so than most, he led the meek. He was John. And nobody cared. And that suited him fine.
John had loved and lost love like us all, been bitten, chewed and then spat to the curb. He had enhanced...
John had loved and lost love like us all, been bitten, chewed and then spat to the curb. He had enhanced...
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American Dreamer
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XIog_7ME_Lw
Note: Please listen to *Mirage* from Al Marconi
while reading this too really feel what I'm saying ty.
Written by me for a friend of mine who was
born in the Middle East and as a man is still stuck there.
Cast upon him a burden
nay, a wicked curse,
born under the wrong...
Note: Please listen to *Mirage* from Al Marconi
while reading this too really feel what I'm saying ty.
Written by me for a friend of mine who was
born in the Middle East and as a man is still stuck there.
Cast upon him a burden
nay, a wicked curse,
born under the wrong...
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What I Mean to Say (Letter to an unloyal friend)
Here I sit atop the three concrete steps preceding the front door, the unnatural orange streetlights and bleach white doorlamps burning unblinkingly, the nighttime more nostalgic than usual, and I wonder how many of us really have the ability to always say what we truly mean to say, in depth, with utter unimprovable accuracy. After ingesting a moment’s contemplation, I figure: perhaps none. To say it perfectly? And then what about effective reception? To say it perfectly and then to be entirely sure, though flawlessly conveyed, that it will be flawlessly heard and understood? It must be none,...
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The Heart Is A Virus
All consuming, without it you die.
Evaporates the soul or sends you flying high
As hard as newspaper, also as soft as three-ply.
Pumping fluids into every corner, and leaves you high and dry.
Encourages bad behaviour,
Pushes over the edge without introducing your saviour.
Connecting to soul and mind you'd figure.
Tossing you into disconnect making you the failure.
Pulsating beat that should've brought bliss.
Inevitably leaves you lost in the abyss.
Love? What is love but lust, you'll dismiss.
For abandonment comes sealed with a kiss.
...
Evaporates the soul or sends you flying high
As hard as newspaper, also as soft as three-ply.
Pumping fluids into every corner, and leaves you high and dry.
Encourages bad behaviour,
Pushes over the edge without introducing your saviour.
Connecting to soul and mind you'd figure.
Tossing you into disconnect making you the failure.
Pulsating beat that should've brought bliss.
Inevitably leaves you lost in the abyss.
Love? What is love but lust, you'll dismiss.
For abandonment comes sealed with a kiss.
...
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How anyone can win a trophy
I figured out how to
give myself any number of trophies.
With all computer systems, there are
back door techniques
In general, the technique involves downloading
three identical copies of...
But before I reveal the specifics, I need to warn you
that this kind of knowledge involves a good bit of
personal responsibility.
Like the knowledge to pick those realtor lockboxes in 30 seconds, to give yourself a tour of vacant homes in the area, and you just so happen to engage in copulitorious behaviors with your...
give myself any number of trophies.
With all computer systems, there are
back door techniques
In general, the technique involves downloading
three identical copies of...
But before I reveal the specifics, I need to warn you
that this kind of knowledge involves a good bit of
personal responsibility.
Like the knowledge to pick those realtor lockboxes in 30 seconds, to give yourself a tour of vacant homes in the area, and you just so happen to engage in copulitorious behaviors with your...
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infinite reverb
infinite reverb
the trouble with a proper treason is generally the puzzle of it.
there should be some music
there should be some
there should be
a stripped espousal
a static forever
chirp and chirp mademoiselle
in a braid of barbs and twigs of crown
my harp drowns
in such a beauteous hell as thou.
infinite reverb
love is made from the...
the trouble with a proper treason is generally the puzzle of it.
there should be some music
there should be some
there should be
a stripped espousal
a static forever
chirp and chirp mademoiselle
in a braid of barbs and twigs of crown
my harp drowns
in such a beauteous hell as thou.
infinite reverb
love is made from the...
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it is not the responsibility of the artist to educate the audience
it is not the responsibility of the artist to educate the audience
and tell the attendant gnomes
it is time to knock off now.
- john heath-stubbs
This is not a standard furlong of measure,
have you listened
along the summer road
to the knock-kneed trumble of the carnival wagons ?
smalltime bigtop
have you heard
the imagined musics?
halfway home again
honey cum and finger my sidearm
frontwise.
halfway gone again
assemblage of...
and tell the attendant gnomes
it is time to knock off now.
- john heath-stubbs
This is not a standard furlong of measure,
have you listened
along the summer road
to the knock-kneed trumble of the carnival wagons ?
smalltime bigtop
have you heard
the imagined musics?
halfway home again
honey cum and finger my sidearm
frontwise.
halfway gone again
assemblage of...
41 reads
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