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Rated: 18+ · Book · Spiritual · #1149750
A nothing from nowhere cast his words to a world wide wind, hindered by periphery.
...white-hot coruscating genius that more than once dipped its proverbial toes in the obscure.
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T̵̢̝̗̰̪̠̹͗̾̾h̵̥͉̲̠̍̽͛̌͂̆̚ě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆ Ab̴̦̄̈͐̾̑̚͝s̸͉̻̃͘ě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆n̴̝͚͎͔̘̰̅ͅcě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆ o̷͍̥̣̺͋f̶̭̱̘͇͊͋̾̋̄͆ Wa̴͙͓̓̕vě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆l̵̩̘̯̪͋͒͒̉͒̄ě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆n̴̝͚͎͔̘̅ͅg̸̫͙̻̭͐͝ț̴̵̢̝̗̰̪̠̹̈́͌͆̑͋͂̅͗̾̾h̵̥͉̲̠̍̽͛̌͂̆̚            


You get hungry as a seldom published author/poet/lyricist, so quit pedaling words and just enjoy the writing process. The bullshit ‘process’ of submitting is submission.



I hear what you’re saying, and…SMH
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My *Basketball* goes through —   R S = 2 G M c 2

*StarfishY* ~~~*Fishing*~~~*FishB*~~~*Beach*~~~*Swimming*~~~*Sailing*~~~*TrophyG* *Stop* *Fork* ————————- .

How I see myself create…in the zone
Curry Flurry:

Writing

The beautiful mess made:
I had a lover's quarrel with the world - Robert Frost

         |
I'm sorry you got caught in the middle. - me

Neurodivergent poet

 
"Note: Poetry: life’s little interruptions amassing int..."
 

Best Poetry Collection Been more than I could imagine or expect here.
Why Mail It In? In Latin

Pluggers:
You are an icon here.*BigSmile*
You suffer, but you suffer brilliantly. Wow, what a great writer.*Heart*


And other people’s (reviewers) words…Review of "The Absence of Wavelength"
Your poetic muse is on fire! *Fire* Some great emotion, well-balance(d), lovely lyrical qualities -- even the ones that were written out of sadness or anger came through in a clever cadence…It's obvious you've put a lot of work into each entry and the totality of the blog has eye appeal. *Cool*

 
Published four times with one a literary journal, including… *PointRight*   "The Tender Core (Sedona)
I don’t submit—too much work with ADHD, OCD, low vision in condensate in mental prison of failing memory. I’ve seen a lot of smoldering and snow. Cynicism bred, work hard at openness and consideration.

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I absolutely loved this! *^*Heart*^*

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18+ Comment: Love my process constructing and sharing visions in words collected (fuck limitations).

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No specific aim going forward (2014)

 
What I used to say: 'Maybe, I just don't get it. Watch me fumble with my version of reality, expose ignorance as truth. You don't have to get me, either. But, wish someone would explain me to myself.' Now I say: *Cool* *FacePalm* Now: I was such a whore.
 



             



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Who am I, you ask? My mirror knows that question, repeated daily.

Just trying to create a little buzz, not boost my ego
#amwriting #poetry #blog #contest #freeverse #award #bestpoetry #lyrics #music #video #YouTube #awardwinning

Can you believe it took this long for someone to put a quarter in me and push the button GET ANGRY?
 

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August 14, 2023 at 2:05pm
August 14, 2023 at 2:05pm
#1054094
inspired in my dark
head strapped by two black cups
dancing
with words
i only mutter
to a lonely soul
since absorbed by inner space
my sanctum from ignorance
notes drift lightly
tightly seal
me
in dream
in a hole
inside my beleaguered brain
whispering, rocking, 'don't go insane'
don't let them see
how you die
from within
without

inspired in my division
from the falling tides of a crest-capped sea
rolling
with words
i am floating
to all those surfaces
since consumed by orbiting space
their heaven of ignorance
bars drop heavily
tightly seal
me
in purgatory
interdimensional inert plane
inside my overstimulated brain
whispering, rocking, 'don't go insane'
don't let them see
how you rot
from within
without

without
without love
without those eyes
without those extended hands
without their painted rouge smiles
i keep whispering alone
into your phone
love me
love

love a fool who thinks he knows
what he's talking about
in inner space, outer space
under the seas and into the skies
floating ever higher to every dry eye

what was that?
a noise
me



8.14.23

didn't take the tone sought
another dance, another time

Charge admission to witness from sideline
Fiasco
August 14, 2023 at 1:46pm
August 14, 2023 at 1:46pm
#1054093
i don't want to speak to you
you intimate to me
disappointment
i have been connected, attuned
99 percent of the time
the one time i'm offline
user error? repairable?

I had though so

I had worked on the glitches, bugs
eating up my hard drive
i'm on the curb
on her yard

it's my home, too

i don't need to speak
because you know wrong, unwillilng
to admit fault
because i might start
to think i'm right, knew something

my gas, you light

inert? no explosion heard?
that was implosion,

inside my dear
i don't go off, because
i still love...can't love
restricted by your judgment

i don't want to act
idle in the comfort of a sagging recliner
no space to set back, and
don't want to appear lazy
nothing to do but rust and dream

how sweet silence
collapse the empty cave inside

i don't desire nothingness
it's what i do best
since i can't go forward,
sideways, back
god forbid up, but down
lots of space underground

since i want to bury myself
whenever you're around
you trained all
indifference, silence, mirror my face
so i have to run to a mirror

what do they see?
I only wanted to know what was missing
I only wanted to be good enough
to be included
unaccepting of a separatist nature
of every walk in each world

since i'm tired of writing this...


8.14.23
she resides in the bedroom down the hall
my laptop hits the kitchen table today
i dare you! make me remove it in this hovel
we call(ed) home

i'll be with my stuff in the grass
if you need me
extra layers needed with each new winter

i do and don't know what i'm saying...perspective coming...glad the rest of you know your minds so well...instruct me, correct me, drop me on your corners, offerings for the junk men.


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