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Chordless, rhythmless, but melodious, the poem finds its sweeping sound Strummed out of the soul-searching psyche we call our essential sirenThe journey does not end with a stop sign, a blow, nor with...
Posted by Daniel Benisty on Sun, 17 Jun 2007 05:44:00 PST |
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Terrible is the temptation to move faster, scat an unrelenting jazz melody Out of synch, further away from the past, more avant garde than tomorrows song All is lost in dreams, we may never escape aga...
Posted by Daniel Benisty on Sun, 17 Jun 2007 05:40:00 PST |
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Desirability is a statue worth adorning. Go there, say your prayers, Match up to the Alpha dream that is, solid organisation, dietary rhapsodyAnd silky children.
Posted by Daniel Benisty on Sun, 17 Jun 2007 05:39:00 PST |
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Shame lets tears run miles before expanding its melodic umbrella To reel in the destitute, free the prostitutes and succour the needy From extreme scorn.
Posted by Daniel Benisty on Sun, 17 Jun 2007 05:37:00 PST |
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pleased that a slipstream tailpiped through my titbit tantaleyes, like a pippette through a rich man's burger and fries i went home, shaking the lullabies out of radios, expecting d...
Posted by Daniel Benisty on Sun, 10 Jun 2007 06:33:00 PST |
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last night, the miraculous Nothingness of Nonsense rattled through my ageing head and i said goodnight to bed
Posted by Daniel Benisty on Sun, 10 Jun 2007 06:31:00 PST |
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Big, let the gun run on, race back, black and fall less the purse fiddlers be the shame of us all mess me in, look furtive, be clean, tune green ive seen your miracle, you only have to glow...
Posted by Daniel Benisty on Sun, 10 Jun 2007 06:31:00 PST |
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a good tear will relieve sorrow like a clear rain will speak back to the cheeks the window washers of your face, the sky and all its callibration, will muster up a dark surprise that love, in all its ...
Posted by Daniel Benisty on Sun, 10 Jun 2007 06:29:00 PST |
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but it cannot be real, bite your tongue, you wont need freedom bite your eyes, they cannot see you blind blind your mantra, the hook is table glass fall through the changeling, the diamond is cu...
Posted by Daniel Benisty on Sun, 10 Jun 2007 06:27:00 PST |
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one minute the dream was spoken, next torn then, opened out for the world to waylay hey wait, let the dream talk, it is a shadow on truth a fire flying high and sizzling,
Posted by Daniel Benisty on Sun, 10 Jun 2007 06:26:00 PST |
