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The Lords Prayer
tranquilize
zombiatically rise
key ignition
for morning swim
through
`cane hobbled limbs
pillars twisted
menace my ride
my eternally
futile attempts
to synthesize
traffic lights
and greasy fries
trolling
taking its tolling
forced interaction
imposes
emotional traction
fact:
my sentiment
for this settlement
lacks
signs of Joy
purely imagined
cherished brandy-glass
full of cracks
compromised
by toasts
with captive hacks
who accept
flaccidly
our tainted habitat
Published 13th Jan 2014
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13th Jan 2014 3:38am
we call up and hope to be heard, we look closely and wait, to be redeemed..good read D.
13th Jan 2014 10:42pm
I believe energy is listened to by energy put out...then stuff just blows up in my face as well...
excellence Drivel...the forms You have taken of late are worthy of lyrics-Quite rolling and flowing Sir!!!
excellence Drivel...the forms You have taken of late are worthy of lyrics-Quite rolling and flowing Sir!!!
