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O hear the cry!!!
The mourning of discontent
The dog missing its master
The submissive craveing theirs
Does the day rule reign in tear
Silence screams for break in the cold
Hubby longs for wife lover of old
Ladies dancing with plastic pretend boys
Shaking meat for some gloss paged siren
There is restlessness in these cages
These paceing tigers watching paint dry
Crying sobbing throbbing
Heads hung in woe inside
When be the day
Why all the hrs
Have we not starved long enough
The arts and tv bleed this promise
Love and all its riches
Does it matter there are loved ones holding
You are the matter
The depth the feeling the hungry
Hope is the symbol of the taken
Tho carlin said
" symbols are for the symbol minded"
That is not sateing this not completion
Only the dangle of the forbidden fruit
Reaching out you feel its skin
But the wall keep you
Clawing climbing painting
Islands dot for everone believes their ilse
Passion promise prose
Parlay promiscuity pure pomp
PURGATORY
Screams from the bluebirds
Screams from the gutter
Screams of loathing laughter
Shake it bacon
Touch the dwarf inside
Embraceing the little death
Do you hear the toll
As the minute hand pounds
Furiously you reach out
Over and over over again
Someone says hi
The hand you desperately seeked
Pulling you out of the hole
In dreams of having it filled
Stroke of the egos
Handkerchief for the sighs
Support for the back
While lying flat upon it
Your smile in the heart
And release for your steam
Hopeful life strived for
Soaking up daily sin
Purpose of being handed to you
To take advantage is to forget
Caged isolated forgotten
Alone