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I am not perfect
Nor is perfection my goal
But consciousness is
Haiku
And of conciousness
I mean not cold intellect
But cosmologic
Sweet boson and fermion
Star crossed lovers in the night
Tanka
Ecstatic blind faitH
Vile severe dogmA
Ignorant mistrusT
Loveless & coarsE
Acrostic
Carefully chosen
Words in lines, woven surely
Raising my spirits
Haiku
Treat me like a fool
And that is what you will be
You get what you give
Haiku
Riding, grining wide
Laughing to myself again
Rolling through the night
Red light, yellow light and green
The North Shore looks full of stars
Tanka
---$---$---


Hi there! Want to be my friend?
I'm a very popular girl!
Welcome to my dream!
Welcome to my world!

First of all we'll have to change
Your clothing and your hair.
I'll put on your makeup.
Right now you're just so... bare!

Now... you'll need to
say some things...
I'll prompt you. Just recieve.
Cuz right now your conversation
Is silly and naive.

Those friends of yours?
They're LOSERS.
They are not OK.
Just think and talk like one of us...
... we're happy as can be!

You have another problem.
That POETRY lacks class.
Just take all that writing
and throw it in the trash.

See! Now that you are not yourself
Now that you're unkind
Now that you're my
Queen Bee drone
and you don't have a MIND...

You are My Creation!
Oh, c'mon... don't be blue...
We welcome you to Stepford...

... where you're no longer YOU.


SoulSurvivor
(C) 5/22/2013
I suggest you listen to:
Edie Brickwell &
The New Bohemians
"What I Am" as you read this.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?
v=tDl3bdE3YQA

It's PERFECT.

If you are not familiar with my
Reference to "Stepford" rent
Movies made in the 70s.

The Stepford Wives
The Stepford Children

I would recommend the first.
It's better. I won't tell you the
Plot as that would spoil the fun...

---$---$---
Angelical whisper
Beyond the spectrum of sound
Speaks to the downtrodden
Where brokenness abounds
Surely there must be a reason
For living in this maze
Dead ends like lost lovers
Children gone astray …

To live the life of morals
To seek out happiness
To hold a dying friend
To forgive the Judas kiss
All last but a moment
Like an eternal fleeting glance
As we pray somehow forever
   Holds a second chance...
Traveler Tim
Re-posted to November 2016
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