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let's stop here

ttwenty-seven pancakess please.

why, that is too much.

it is all too much look around round around.

this goes into your body, these are pancakes.

no no, these are for my my llama.

i see. okay then, twenty- seven pancakes for the llama, and you?

one cup of hottea hot tea with lsd out under that tree on the patio if you if you please.

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#writerscreed

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the more I am, the less I know...

SnOw mOOn

have you seen the brilliant moon at all yet tonight the brilliant moon the brilliant moon the brilliant moon tonight tonight, hmmm?

perhaps you have, did you notice the snow all around around round a- round snow all around and the brilliant moon look close.

this brilliant moon knows your soul is why you stand solo though now you should go into the arms of your lover your lover discover your lover.

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bright and beautiful is the snow moon

#poetry #poem #poetry for sexy lovers volume seven

the brilliant moon on your face the ambiance from moon light the slight tremble your hand in mine.

oh my, your hair

#poetry

a slight bang then boom

the brilliant moon sat on me. it is heavy

you may not believe this feeing. i will

ask the moon if it will sit on you too.

this is a friendly moon just likes to sit down.

okay, ready?

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#poem #poetry for free under a tree having hot tea with lsd

add a little

say, what is that?

that is life.

not my life.

correct.

so, that life comes with giant crows?

and bats.

i see those crows, where are bats?

aBOVE you.

hmmm, yeah. hey, may i change my life for a different life?

any second of your day.

well, maybe tomorrow.

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#poetry #poem #alt lit

Emily get the cat

i am a florida boy i do not like to shiver although, here i am in the middle of a snow storm, not really a storm, a very large amount of snow though.

this, is fantastic, i hear can barely speak i am shivering.

sez Emily why would someone do this to themself is not a question.

shivering in florida is from fright, the sight of an alligator suddenly close, wild boar in chase in the palmettos state park sharks and snakes. here now, it is just cold.

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see see see feel feel feel see see see feel feel feel see see see feel feel feel i am shivering shivering

(here, if you may, chant seven times. oh, and a cat maybe some bells)

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the bells

i feel you shiver against me arms wrapped tightly my pulse is your pulse both of our hearts beating ba ba beating hearts beating together.

(when i close my eyes this is how i dream of you...)

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#poems and poetry

space dog what are you doing

who are you talking to?

hmmm well, i am not really talking to anyone.

what is all of this?

these papers, or the dog?

the papers.

those all belong together, actually.

they seem to be scattered about aimlessly.

i know where each one is.

so, this dog. is the the dog from outer space?

it is.

any one else know this all exists?

i doubt it.

a book?

yes.

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space dog/deux

say, look there, your space dog just pissed on some of your papers.

that is my editor, so.

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#poem #a story for free under a tree having hot tea with lsd #alt lit

touch

i have to say, and i am horrible this way, the first thing i imagine seeing, meeting, some- one is how intelligent you may be

a little history are they in misery or love do they fight off imaginary ghosts sundown on a gulf coast sand in their wet toes

lying next to you i listen, your heart beating soft breath warm on my neck hot hands caress i have to say.

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that is how i escalate

THIS DREAM HAS ENDED

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#poeticstories #writerscreed

the bright moon shows us

so, we are here i fear i will never know you, up close

my poor, poor heart is not up for this or my soul down

i will be around. you tell me i need to find a center of this twirl.

so girl, of my dreams, it sure seems this is how it will be.

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elevator

i transfer all these words that float around snatch a few

they read it exclaim, yes, exclaim may i inquire but what the fuck is this?

well, actually, that is the button to push for the up elevator. oh, i see, thank you.

so, we are here in the up elevator even though we thought to resist

we kiss, oh

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#poetry #poem #poetry for free under a tree having hot tea with lsd #rs scott

your little toes

your little toes sinking into the sand moist soft as small kisses who here misses that? i do

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#poetry #poetry for sexy lovers volume seven

vague little triggers

as we move from one outrage to the next i am out here in the west just trying to do my best and get some clean clothes and a bite finally to eat way too bizarre for even me.

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#poetry #poem #alt lit

sand, in my toes

when the mermaids were calling us in songs we were seven years old freaked all the relatives out one had a heart attack once we got back on shore we were okay so was my relative.

ps. this is a poem about mermaids.

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#poeticstories

wet toes

maybe baby later we dance, who knows any- more so let us dance past dawn here on the shore all the birds scurry around us

#poetry #poem #alt lit

your neon dress

your neon dress lights up the universe way

you twirl ambience how i am in a trace when

your neon dress spins around around again.

under your neon dress lily thighs i caress

your hands lead gentle tenderness