poem
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Awaken Fool from the fallen cliff, From the curse of life and death, For there is something deep within, That catches your mighty breath. Go forward as the Hermit does, Not fearing the shadow realm, Sneering at all there is and was, Growing strong with Light at the helm! The body is but your secret house,The mind, a web of netted Read more
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I decorate my apartment with words Fashioned like antique furniture. Hanging verbs in frames, catching Light on golden chandeliers. I wear language like a tulle skirt, Twirling tussled words into fabric, Weaving colorful realities round My fingers like jeweled rings. I am a walking poem, A raving manifesto, A kaleidoscope scribe, Spinning words into the Read more
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let the world burn. what do I care. it was all going to burn eventually. let my man leave. I was never his keeper. he is free to do as he pleases. let the junkies break their doors down and the doctors keep pushing. let the coyotes prowl on midnight streets while the alley cats Read more
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I had just done 30 days in the madhouse and rented a room for $500 at a halfway house. the room next to mine always smelled like piss. I tried to scrub the door down and the floor in front of the door. it didn’t do any good. one day, there was a sign in Read more
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“Why!” cries the hero, looking down upon the crowd.All the restless souls standing gather round.“This!” he speaks so surely,Never rushed or in a hurry –“Is the purpose of existence!”Ever more, he is insistent,On sharing the good news of Reason,Sure to spark the flames of treason.As the people nod, agreeing,In their insufferable lust for meaning,Lifting up Read more
C.L.LLOYD 