What am i able to do to help keep this world in its orbital spin?
I gave up looking to get the hearts of the various--.
Toss the meat-balls in opposition to the wall, halt, quit!!
Attempting to make them spin, like God did while in the heavens!
Sexual longings--a pathway to anger and rage--
Change the webpage to the cheap motels, switch the page
Give it a pathway to operate, notify your folks, they've gained.
And do not respond to to any person; cling up the cell phone...!
Do not go exterior the home, turn into dulcimer--
Hit the hammer, the hammer, the hammer, halt, halt!
The darkness with the night time is coming, open the window
I will, I am going to disappear, no air, no air inside of her--anyplace!
Neck bones appear weak, like honey around thawed meat:
All people's neck bones, All people I see, even me...
I will be a visitor of hell before long, the land of no greens
Or balloons...just neck bones, just about everywhere: everywhere.
The place where by not a soul cares, no-one cares, no-one:
Like unfed fish, fish, unfed fish--nibbling at almost nothing;
Inside a four-sided aquarium, with--with piranhas...
Give me a lily pad to sail away, currently, these days, right now!...
I emerged from
Once we die
We become a Section of
For record continues
The human continuity,
A Note by Rosa: two poems: undecided what I the botany at dairy farm want to say on both of these poems; attention-grabbing, they make me imagine why the poet takes advantage of what he takes advantage of; I realize my spouse states, it is called "influence" and it tends to make me take a massive deep breathe. Is that what he would like,
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