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https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B084256D8F?_encoding=UTF8&ref_=pe_3052080_397514860 … Craig Stone was a God, not that he remembered as much. He had hid himself too well within the crazed village of Graves Atan, where Satan drank in the Devils Toenail, and normality was banned in public. But things had come to remind him of the vast truth.pic.twitter.com/8koXsFuDW1
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I sold myself for scrap Keeping only my mind And of course my thumbs What kind of life would one have Without thumbs The price was not enough My bones being broken My skin folded I had to add my mind Into the bargain Weighed up the deal In cold steel silence.
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What if I dreamt of songs Which were sung by angels Would that be a death wish? I'm not asking for a friend It's a question mark Which hangs over my bed I watch it Before sleep Before the song begins.
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A letter long ago, they were flying, a flock of birds, to your big cities, to your big countries, leaving their nestles if you ever see them, tell them old, women and children are dying in hunger- for love, in their nestles. 'tell them please!', the soil beseeches a stranger.
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A script of deep thaw told the tree rings But what stars the branches saw were equal to the bursts hurts of warring hominids while wind sighs & bird song called for that soft illusive charity called sleep
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I have never asked for much Oh, no, wait. I have asked for much I have begged God & Gods & his wife & their wives I have sacrificed bloody hours Before the frantic altar of need And what have I received? Oh, yes, wait. I have received love & the smiles of goodnight
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Müde At the coffeehouse someone took your seat, your seat, where you wrote that haiku- damn them, damn the seat takers- so behind a slow Volkswagen, thoughts of Hitler & his driver you search for a bench over by the lake the steam in your cup, all your steam about gone.
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The fact that I don't matter doesn't rhyme with anything Except Mad Hatter And bloody splatter And pancake batter And, sort of, hillbilly banter So, actually, I'm a big fucking deal I reckon But don't call me late at night I won't talk to you
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These fantasies come together In some pre ordained collision The millennia of red force Having had no effect at all The time was ever set to now The hot year of truest vision Could not have come any sooner Nor will it leave without satisfaction
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There is also a fantasy Left back on the bricks Written over crumbling mortar A spell made into art A prophecy in paint Sometimes magic comes true The soul remembers the vial And the ingredients churn Twisting through space time To come together again
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Frantically we wait For the week to die The week to start For the next episode of lust For the last bill The next payment For the road to clear The sky to clear For cold hands of angels To reach back for us All the while The mother of time Laughs from her rocking chair
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We know you hate life It's nothing but a crime You can stay locked in darkness For the rest of your life But we have to tell you There is a fifty-foot high monster Down at the bottom of your garden And it's feeding on your lost moments of time
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Spitting poison Like a terrific horror They eat wasps While playing violent roses Just as old hours Bleed too late One mysterious shadow Weeps over the madness of angels
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Tears make good berries Caught as they get Between emotions and seasons Beautifully crafted in silver And touched with blues Of all memories And also available in red Dressed with the frantic laughter Of my hospitable madness
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Empty souls Turned Inside-out upside-down They rattle With unspent dreams Of love and loss And For the smallest one A kiss That never was
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Just past the crater On the other side of that forest Miles beyond those lakes Through mountains and over hills Across oceans then deserts You might find someone Who knows where the hell we are
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Heart scream on the tip of twilight. Like restless sand rolled in the desert. I drive the storm out, Keep moving forward leave behind the shadows dark past. knock on heaven's door which exists, bumpy amidst the mirage. I am sorry , good bye .
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