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Aria Rozo

2017-08-28 03:53 am 
The coming winter should mark the death of my love, 

yet there is nothing to kill.

For her unspoken words burn deeper than sunlight,
light The Eclipse could not seal.

The torrent is relentless
Shakened, awake is the sea

A sacrifice asked of fate
For every victory

Yet I've lost

And so, you, I've won

only for the smallest of eternities

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Gord

2017-08-25 11:58 am 
Materialism shoddy, 
Outlook potty,
In a world of rocks,
I wish for a mouth chalky,
Ground filled with chalk.
Curve my bell aptly,
Lord of the shinebox,
Grant me world gaudy,
Ending with gold trim,
Upon a golden hem,
Golden sheets, golden beds.
Golden nails,
Golden boards
Golden floors.
Wife scenic,
Life ironic,
Post Modernism.

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Gord

2017-08-21 09:20 am 
Words leave lips,
A wall of sound,
Then music hits,
His voice lost,
Words meaningless,
Actions listless;
His love awful,
His verse aught too.

The kids quickly learn to run home,
Anyone who find ideals embarrassment,
Ironically find the end of needles;
Peering into the future, fetal,
Their vision worthless unknown;

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Gord

2017-08-16 01:55 pm 
Umpire of God useless,
Demanding more strikes,
Life swung precarious,
Batter belies himself,
Bent to Gods of strife;
Fate for ball carriers,
Forever them sodomites,
Snipped their genitals,
Cum on their fingers,
Not dick in their minds;
Not men, Nor fire they are,
Born of stone, tower guard,
Born of the mud, wallow on,
Born of the sun?
Pearls, Diamonds and Harps.
Radar dishes begin, fill the sky,
And forever destroy our heart.
Son of the earth,
Yet nothing but sky he remarked.

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Gord

2017-08-10 12:17 pm 
Me? I once found love,
It made no difference,
They all forget to sub,
And I made no income.
A marriage valueless,
The class clown flubs;

Bell rings and we run,
Fighters embracing,
They man up, Fast t'was.
Master of the gun facing
 Castles of his virtue,
Backs still to the sun;

Sacks filled with their cum,
Save slaves of ignorance,
To every man is worthless.
Except when smoke burlesque,
And living on canned shrubs.
Maybe it should be, unless,
You buy conqueror's seed,
Then smoke it bluntly,
with cannabis, sunglasses on;

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The Sophist

2017-08-10 12:51 am 

                        

                            
                            
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                            2017-08-06 06:07 pm
                            

                        

                        
                        
                        
Weekends in the park
Played all around the bay
Rarely bearing witness 
To a mending of the cages
Yet on and on we play

Running through the fields
Making treasures out of nothing
When we see new holes appear
We rarely fill them up

Digging with our heels
Making new rules as the game unfolds
Developing new fears
It's been going for years, you know
In the middle of the day

Weekends in the park
Played all around the bay
Rarely bearing witness 
To a mending of the cages

We play it in the dark
In the middle of the day
The weather's never perfect
Yet on and on we play
Cageball is an art, a craft,
and a wonderful game

                        

                            
                            
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