the language of anger anger its own lingo has
raspier than the raspberries of anguish
nor the gushy flushy writhings of terror steepled off at it's own cliffpoint
Tis a dictum of duress
get me mad,self, and i've an idiots vocabulary
my tongue seeks to be birthed in nazareth whilst speaking in golgotha shrieks
and that dazing gaze of judgementalism
leapeth to the stage, unstaggering
Sunday, February 17, 2008
unspinning from the sandbowl mindset
i was mentally zoomering into a whirlpool and becoming like a lion which was dervish-bent and of a sudden
by opening without fear of attack nor remonstration
at my mitten
my fellow alkies and addicts helped whelp me through
by opening without fear of attack nor remonstration
at my mitten
my fellow alkies and addicts helped whelp me through
Friday, February 15, 2008
since our own mum and pappy told us we didn't count, we never felt nor feel to this day that we count
so when someone else sorta says Hey you don't count
we sorta agree and say yah, you're right
we sorta agree and say yah, you're right
Sunday, February 3, 2008
that is the way they are and i am the way i am and wow i don't got the engerny to figheterflightfright them,know?
ahoy and this day i'm seekering to not see otters as wrong and me selves right far rather that they are for\\\in and unto themselves in their personal peculiarframework 'right' and so am i within my own
framework and in this way i liveing the very course in miracles, curse it(kidding about the 'curse it' but it does take away some of the seamy dramaturge don't it?
framework and in this way i liveing the very course in miracles, curse it(kidding about the 'curse it' but it does take away some of the seamy dramaturge don't it?
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