From off the pores of pitch-black skin,
Floyd's soul saps aways,
Little by Little,
One last time
One last effort
One last fruitless plea
In tinny scraps of air
Pushed up from greying lumens
Sourly yields a quashed neck coldening ,
The sore man sighs the last of life,
The man with the loathed shade met his end

Late summer evening, close to the lake.
sitting on the honey tabled bench
snacking on sweet berries,
watching the sweaty children go cannonballing
into coldening water.
A swift breeze between the trees,
a soft kiss swims through the darkening leaves
entering my eyes as a ray of light.
A quiet hymn leaving her lips,
a lullaby of our ancestors,
napping in the air and seducing me to sleep.
A warm embrace from mother nature herself,
sending her heat through the fields.
The golden grass bends in the sun
the sleeping deer releases a sigh
I look towards the sunset mountains
and breathe in my orange surroundings

For Matthew Noszk

Charisma as a hip
Inside her instructed ****** wanes
Noticeable illness I save
Iterate misgivings desire
Furnaces coldening master
Since?

Summer ash, lents too wool?
Finding assumptions grief
Mothered dearly seas
Inside as hide
Chastised ****** sky
Boy you will seem
Scottish hearth in deed

To Taryn
From Kevin

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Sparce Residue Shant Cough


Charisma as a hip
Inside her instructed ****** wanes
Noticeable illness I save
Iterate misgivings desire
Furnaces coldening master
Since?

Summer ash, lents too wool?
Finding assumptions grief
Mothered dearly seas
Inside as hide
Chastised ****** sky
Boy you will seem
Scottish hearth in deed

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Yilted redundant?

After skating barefoot one day
I went alone
Inverted hang over ledge feet to back of skull twice back to buddha

Hands above elbows
?
Other way
Brain strange

It was a coming to terms with my origin
Siddhartha poise at setting day

Never met in the water around Rincon yet it's hear

Irish poet

The other half
Sicilian
Showed the book of your confrontation with reef
testa di moro
Gianmaria Testa Nuovo
That's pop

When?
Thank Malloy brothers for birthdays together