AFFECTATIONS

HELPSLEE

A dingo crows in the afternoon

Monkey jumps barbed wire, the ear-gate swallows the sun.

Right side regurgitates lovely in exactitudes.

High pitched nonsense comforts the red red yellow crescent.

Raging free patterns of courage waiting for….

Presence gathers in the crispy corner of correctness.

The scattered seed feels connected, I feel glad.

Looking back strips shadows of dimension and Orpheus is dusted.

From shallows pour fifth destiny.

Head hums whispering words upon which fate falls and captains crumble.

See rock me a little while not alone in the sea of sadness.

Warm winter satisfies the drum beat of a sickle

Melancholy makes me glad.

Click clack, strum strom, plick pluck; the hurricane howls

And clam is a dram who masters calm.

Landscape glowers at the suffering heart on the line.

Dawn lies lays boys yobs spent beers and tears.

I’m so glad.
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WOKE/BROKE

Broken this

Broken that

Broken lives

Broken promises

Everything broken

Lingering Laureate

Assaults the auricle

Pierces the passage

Drummers drumming

Tares, tears, tearing

Mumbling moaning

Urgings the 4^th estate evades

Flap flop, trickle truckle

Spring sprang

Words worsening

Swamp swells

Chaos controls

Wisdoms ways

Amotions ascendancy

Huppy, puppy, yuppy

Days of old

We were bold

I am told

Before being

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