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Marshall Gass Jun 2014
The mystery deepens with slow steps
down the drive to that green mystery box
that holds the secrets of the universe within its grasp.
Besides the bills that need attention
invitations to church services
'fresh cuts'  from  butcher going down
products  the clothing store  discounts
power bills powering me up
water bills wetting me down
local rags headlining unknown street corners
filled with rage and graffiti
police searching for crims
(not on my street-No)
preachers discounting heaven for a tithe
car license rebirth
warrant remake
local  school financial support
what else is new?

I've recently installed another box next
standing beside green box
flip all of the above next box
for recycling.

I only keep the one
which says in small print
No ******* collections on Labour Day.

Author Notes
Do you have the same problem and solution
© Marshall Gass. All rights reserved, 5 months ago
Wuji Oct 2012
I've got that anxiety man,
Faces all around me seem to sag and frown.
Preacher man tells me to look at the sky not ground.
But I want to give the bugs the curusty of eye contact as I walk over them.
Why is their life so simple and mine so unsure?
Bet bugs don't even love they just **** and crawl on.

**** man, I hate all these eyes.
Tip toeing after me like the headlining band.
Not waiting to begin ******* as I head on my way in.
All the clocks say ten but the sun screams it's dawn.
Why aren't I in ******* bed right now...
Can someone shut that bird up!?
Birds in my head.
Jon Tobias Sep 2012
The ticket stall is empty
Sunlight bounces off the pavement
And reflects off the double doors

There are no posters in the frames

In my town
Most places are too cold for pretend

Against the white
In thick black letters
The headlining show
“Theater Closed Broiler Broken”
I finally figuredy won't  out what I am going to do with my pointillism project. I am making my own town. The series will be called "Theater Closed Broiler Broken" I probably won't post them all because they are going to be used for something.... hehe.
Big Virge Sep 2020
Variety They SAY...
Is The... " Spice of Life "... !!!

Well They Could Also Say...
It INSPIRES My Rhymes...
And Helps Me To Write...

....... My Poetry...... !!!!!

It Also FEEDS HUMANITY...

So Can Someone PLEASE Explain To Me...
How RACISM Sees NO DEFEAT.... !!!?!!!

Well That's NOT The Subject...
... DIRECTING This Piece...

It Would Seem That The Subject...
Is..... " VARIETY "...... !!!!!

My Variety of Thoughts...
Are... FAR From Small...

In FACT Like Me...
They're Rather TALL...
And Built To ENTHRAL... !!!

When Given The Call...
To Exude MULTITUDES...
of Words From BIG VIRGE...
I Use To... OOZE Views... !!!!!

My Wordplay FILLS...
Some Pretty BIG BOOTS...
And ALWAYS Instils...
A Number of CLUES...
As To Some of The Things...
That I'm... INTO...

My Wordplay REIGNS...
Rather Like A DELUGE... !!!

One That POURS And Lyrically SOARS...
With Varieties That WARRANT Applause... !!!

But Sometimes Of Course...
When Airing My Views...
It Appears That Some Crews...

... CLEARLY CAN'T...
Take The TRUTH... !!!

So Choose To Be RUDE...
When I Walk Through The Door...

VARIED Attitudes...
In Prose That I Use...
Leave MANY Confused...
And Somewhat Bemused... ???

When My Poetry Moves...
Like Tap Dancers Shoes...
From Current Affairs...
To... Social Issues...

And ESPECIALLY When...
My Words Reflect MOODS...
That PROVE I Can Be...
The DARKEST of Dudes... !!!!

But My VARIANT Use...
of... Poetic Tools...
EVEN Through DARK DESIGNS...
OFFERS LIGHT To Bright Minds...

Who Are QUICK To REALISE...
My Wordplay INVITES...
... People To UNITE... !!!

And STOP These POINTLESS...
... STUPID FIGHTS... !!!!!

IF Variety IS...
... " The Spice of Life "...

WHY Try To... DIVIDE...
And CONSTANTLY... "Hide"...
From... CHANGING The Tide... ?!?

When Nature Decides...
To Let The Seas RISE...

What Will You Do... ???
RELY On Your PRIDE... !?!

Or Maybe... RESIGN...
To Just TOEING THE LINE...
That HELPS You... Steer CLEAR...
of THOSE Who You FEAR... !!?!!

It's Simply A QUESTION...
So DON'T Sit There STRESSING... !!!

MANY Aren't Prepared...
To... EVEN Go THERE... !!!

A Place MORE Inclined...
To... UNITE Mankind...

One Where The TRUTH...
Is... OPEN To View...
By ALL Human Beings...
Instead of Being Reduced...
By Individuals Who Choose...
To MISUSE And ABUSE...
The TRUTH To Confuse...
To KEEP People CONSUMED...
Like HOT AIR In Balloons... !!!

The LIES That They USE...
PROTECT Their... " SELECT Few "...

While... VARIETIES...
NOT Singularities...
Affect Words I INSERT...
... INTO My Poetry... !!!!!

From *** To Subjects...
of... Social Context...
It's A Question of TEXT...
Then What Happens Next...
Is... RARELY Complex...

EVEN When INTELLECT...
OVERRIDES Common Sense... !!!

Now VARIETIES DIFFERENT...
To My Poetry I Have To CONFESS...
Do Leave Me PERPLEXED...
And YES Sometimes VEX... !!?!!

But VARIETY IS...
The Name of The Game... !!!

But MANY RESIST My Poetic Scripts...
And... Probably WISH...
I'd KEEP MY LIPS ZIPPED... !!!

Well My RIGHT To EXPRESS...
IS THE SAME As THEIRS... !!!!!

So... If They DON'T Like Me...
TOUGH LUCK I DON'T CARE... !!!!!

Having Found A Way...
To... EASE MY Pain...

I'll ALWAYS Engage My Pen To Page...
And... VARY My Prose...
When CONTROLLING The Stage... !!!!!

And May Well Cause OFFENCE...
With The Things That I Say... !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

That's SIMPLY MY WAY...
Kind of Like... " FRANK "...

But My Use of Wordplay's...
NO... " Variety Act "... !!!!!

I STICK To The FACTS...
While MANY COLLAPSE... !!!

Because When They Write...
They Write To... " INVITE "...
Those Listening To CLAP... !!!!!

While Words I Transcribe...
KEEP ROCKING WEAK Jaws...
When Words I RECITE...
KEEP GETTING Applause...

Because of VARIETIES...
LOCKED Like Awards...
And Kept DEEP INSIDE...
... My Poetic Thoughts...

My Poetry VARIES...
AWAY From The Norm..............

And When It's PERFORMED...
It Adorns PERFECT STORMS... !!!!!

... CREATING A Wave...
NEVER SEEN From Ashore... !!!

If You DON'T Believe Me...
I Suggest You Ask GEORGE... !!!!!

I... VARY My Prose...
MORE Than Pete Doherty...
... FILLS UP His Nose... !!!

His Nose MUST Be FILLED...
With... FIFTY Pound Notes... !!!

While SO MANY Artists...
Are Playing At Gigs...
Just To Earn FIFTY Quid... !!!!!

He SHOULD THINK of Kids...
Who NOW Look UP To Him...
Whilst CHASING Their Hope...
of... Having Their Name...
HEADLINING At Shows... !!!!!

CHASING A Life...
of... " GLAM GLITZ & FAME "...

Can Leave People BROKE...
In YES... VARIED Ways... !!!!

MORE Than People KNOW... !!!!!!

These Words I Now... " Quote "...
Are For... Rope - A - DOPES... !!!!!!

This Industry Seems...
To REVOLVE Around Coc'... ?!!!?

Which CLEARLY Explains...
Why It's Run Like A JOKE... !!!!!

VARIETY Is A Part of My Scripts...
And THIS SIMPLE Poem...
Should CLEARLY PROVE This... !!!!!

From RACISTS To Subjects...
... AFFECTING Celebs'...
To Views About UNITY...
And Common Sense...

Views SEEN In Movies...
To Wordplay That's GROOVY...
Have HOPEFULLY KEPT...
My Words In Your Heads...

EVEN IF... Some...
May Have Left You UPSET... !!!!!

So Right Now I Guess...
It's Time For The END...

So Here's The BIG FINISH... !!!!!!

My Wordplay's DISTINGUISHED...
And WON'T Be... DIMINISHED... !!!!!!!!
... I Will NOT RELINQUISH...
My RIGHT To FREE SPEECH...

When RETAINING A Level...
of.... " SOBRIETY "....
Whilst Sharing My Views...
Through POETIC Feats...

Just Like THIS PIECE...
........ I've Called........

....... " Variety ".......
One thing writing does, is to open you up to a variety of things ............
SG Holter Dec 2014
To awake rested, yawn and
get up on the
completely right side
of the bed.

a full, healthy breakfast,
quality coffee.
good news headlining
the paper.

the smell of a bathroom after
a woman has spent time
getting ready for a
night out.

words of kindness from a friend.
such things I adore.
...but I love
poetry more.

a fully comprehensible manual.
a love letter post-it note,
or a book on something
hysterically interesting,

like psychology or history.
music of the kind that you welcome
sticking to your mind for a
whole day.

these things make my day for sure.
...but I love
poetry more.

her hands on me, warm with
sleep as she reaches over and
sighs between dreams.
yes. he's still here...

waking up with her hair in
my face, falling asleep on the
sofa with my head on her legs
the way a dog warms its owner's

feet with itself while resting.
not feeling like myself when
she's further away than the
next room.

hard to not shake
when she cries.
impossible not to laugh when
she laughs,

and to not want her
when she
wants me
to.

****. it's plain to see.
...I love her
more than poetry...
adis g Aug 2013
I wish every day would last forever,
like they seem to in the summer.
With nothing to do
but dwell in your thoughts
and bask in loneliness.

Human contact is annoyingly necessary
and sometimes
I wish I could escape it.
I'd like to be alone,
away from judgements,
just me and my thoughts.
Just me and my wants, hopes, dreams, desires,
sifting and floating in my eyes
and in my mind.

I see them quite clearly now,
only the thin fog of time clouds my view,
making them seem like an illusion.
Why do I wish for the future
with such anxiety
and at the same time,
long for the past?

Everything is temporary.
That thought has been headlining
every corner of my ideas
and hopefulness.
Everything is temporary,
everything is an illusion
just waiting to dissolve into the past
wanting me to miss it
and yearn for it back.

Everything ends the same.
Why worry about a broken window
a ripped page,
a battered heart,
when everything will end up fixed,
or in the trash,
or healed and scarred over.

Everything ends up in the past
and the things you once looked forward to
with such fear and excitement
become irrelevant.

If material possessions aren't important,
then what is?
Possessions are all we have.
We possess cars, computers, phones, clothes,
books, money,
knowledge.
Everything we know, feel, do,
are revolved around what we possess.
What more is there?

Even love is a possession.
You hold it, you keep it,
you cherish it,
and it's painful to part with it.

Everything in life is temporary,
nothing can cause joy
without eventually
causing pain.

Nothing gold can stay.
judy smith Aug 2016
A Penn Hills man will have items from his clothing line featured in a fashion show in Pittsburgh on Saturday.

Cary Heard, owner of CDH LABEL Clothing Co., has teamed up with The Ladies of Distinction — a recently-formed group of women in Pittsburgh and surrounding areas who are focused on community outreach, fundraisers and programming that benefits the educational growth of underprivileged youth — to headline his first fashion show as they present, “Make Me Over,” an extravaganza with a vision to “spread self-love awareness in the community and embody the greatness that exists in all of us.”

Heard, 22, said the show's goals were relatable to him as he relied on support from family and friends to pursue his ambition to become a fashion designer.

“I was always encouraged because I was good at (designing clothes). It was a talent and people wanted to see it grow,” said Heard, who has been featured three times in Pittsburgh's Fashion Week.

He said his friend's mother bought him a new sewing machine when he was 14 under the condition that he practiced sewing daily.

Heard said receiving the gift turned out to be a “pivotal point” to change his hobby into something he could make into a career.

Kim Heard, his mother, said Cary was “full-blast” with designing after that.

“He wanted to make things for himself, and his style changed. He was passionate about looking good in his clothing and making things he could wear. His peers asked him to make things and that snowballed into making vests for guys, and he made dresses for his dates to semi-formals, and then prom gowns,” Kim Heard said.

Fellow designer Starr Thomas has worked with Heard for more than five years, a time in which she said the duo has both collaborated and given one another input on designs.

“Our bond is just motivating one another and giving each other confidence to keep going,” she said.

Thomas said that since she's known Heard, his attitude toward others has always been “be confident in yourself,” and that he lives his own life that way.

“He's so passionate about (designing clothes). That's part of what makes him special. That, and his talent,” she said.

Heard's passion, talent and demeanor toward life has propelled him into headlining fashion shows.

Saturday's show will provide an opportunity for others to have confidence.

“Make Me Over” creators hosted an open online contest, where 40 contestants submitted photos and essays describing why they thought they deserved a makeover.

Two winners were selected, and on Saturday they will have a complete makeover and get a chance to walk the runway sporting a new look which includes hair, makeup and wardrobe.

Heard described one of the winners as a single mother who devotes the majority of her time to her daughter and hasn't had “much time for maintenance on herself.”

The second winner was nominated by her friend. Heard said she is “very involved” with community outreach, and is a “mother figure to many young people in the community.”

The person who nominated her wrote that she was deserving of the makeover due to her “strong cultural presence.”

Heard said all of the submissions received were “heartfelt,” and that he's glad to headline a show encouraging self-confidence, and gives fellow-designers chance for exposure.

“I'm hoping to make (the show) an annual thing. I hope it will bring a crowd that will create networks for myself and our other designers,” he said.Read more at:www.marieaustralia.com/****-formal-dresses | http://www.marieaustralia.com/cheap-formal-dresses
Kara Buis Dec 2011
Is this worth it?

To me, yes.

But who am I kidding myself?

The ball's in your court.

It always has been,

An I'm sitting on the bench dying for a chance to take control.

Do you know that I can't leave?

Even if I try?

Because for some odd reason

All I want is you.

All I need you.

Yeah, only you.

Never been one to be alone, but here I am,

Just myself for months,

Passing through the weeks just to make it to the days when I can see you.

Take a look at these words.

All about you.

You.

You.

You.

At least on the surface.

Could be some ****** metaphor to describe how self-interested I am, for so strongly desiring you.

Just so **** frustrating,

But momma always told me "life isn't fair",

And with all the stories of **** and child abuse and natural disasters headlining the papers, I know she's so right.

It's not that God enjoys taking a **** on His creations,

But let me ask you this.

Can pleasure come without pain?

No.

A ****** screams before she sighs.

A mother bears pain to birth her baby.

And if I didn't have to work so hard for you, would it be worth it?
Amanda Apr 2015
I still share stories of us...
to strangers, and to people that never knew you.
I paint a lovely picture of those memories and my tool is the knife you left stabbed in my back, right between my shoulder blades.
The blood has this thickness that helps portray this realness that
is unlike any other medium once it's delicately laid upon a canvas.
I've passed your apartment stoop, hoping you'd be sitting there with a stale beer and a cheap menthol drag dangling from your *******.
Even though it's never you sitting there, the same stench of *** and
the aroma of Svedka still drifts around the humid city air.
It causes a whirlwind of emptiness in my head and I'm never
able to clear my thoughts of you completely.
When I look up at night and see the millions of stars making their headlining appearances in the dark, I always wonder if we'll ever be
discovering the exact same one like we found each others hearts.
But then I remember, just like losing sight of a star in the sky, we lost each others hearts and you chose to never try searching for mine again.
SG Holter May 2015
Headlining monsters smiling at
News cameras; lacks of
Regret framed with
Blitzes and the
Disgusted attention
Of normal people.

Parents making each other's
Tears their own in
Disbelief, as children in
Hidden rooms
Search for the soft comfort of
Their inner

Teddy bears while pointing at
Dolls in the hands of
Patient professionals.
There? OK. And...
There?
Caring strokes on
Innocent hair.

You're doing fine,
Darling.
A wounded
Feather finally rested in a
Nest lap. *You're
Doing just
Fine.
Michael Ryan Mar 2013
Don't read, this is a waste of your time
Rotting
does this associate food
this could pertain to my ill thought mind
I would consider rotting an equivalent to life
giving a definition to what we are all doing
something that begins quite small
and ends up quite ambiguous
Since involving all sorts of life, then food is associated
Like all food
Some begin to rot so much sooner than others
some decay at a rate much faster
if we were to consider them synonyms: decaying and dying
then we could all die at different rates
not physically, but also emotionally
maybe our insides are meant to turn to mush
and maybe some aren't in such a rush
sometimes I think I'm something that's already expired
something that is never desired
one of such simplicity
I could never create
gaining goals and headlining shows
I will believe that maybe some reach their  end much sooner
others will live for hundreds
where others will live to none
Sometimes the goal is not one to reach for
it's one that all must let happen
simply and respectfully
I am rotten
the only difference
some can comeback...
You shouldn't have read this
Except food, Food is done for when it's rotten so throw that stuff away!  All of these last "poems" I feel have ******, and I think it's because I'm not going through anything like I was when i first started the poems on here.  It's just nothingness and i am trying to write about nothingness, but all I get is that I am doing nothing and I would rather be else where.  When I have a goal to write about I write better, like when I was so complexed last semester.
Steven Hutchison Apr 2015
We write our visions in superscript
Headlining the ordinary with extra
Harvesting mystery from the visible
Coating assumptions with doubt
We live in the world of potentials
Loosed by the origin of shadows
From the trembling of the earth
We weave our melodies
Cracking the doors in the framework
Letting the universe breathe
Polypolarity
The glorious venom of transformation partitions the (death of) excitement in her eyes. The lies in her vinegar voice tether a shopworn tale

Aimless, then sweet, cold and now caustic, forever formless, a feint felt on a whisper:::
Ladies and Gentlemen I present to you the eighth wonder of the world!!!... headlining the one and only Heuretic Houdini
pinning her down
only works in the bedroom


She did not know who she was (so how could I) It was her greatest strength, something to be pitied  and pined for ::: perpetually ephemeral,
the eternal curse.

Polypolarity dead eyed at a wedding
Polypolarity on a cold street in Blue
Polypolarity spoke two "I love you's"
Polypolarity never knowing what's true
..
A rework
The glorious venom of transformation partitions the (death of) excitement in her eyes. The lies in her vinegar voice tether ancient chains to a shopworn tale.

She is seamless, then sweet, cold and now caustic; forever formless, a feint felt on a whisper:::

The unending unknowable, my perfect pathogen... I loved to watch her work a room

Ladies and Gentlemen I present to you the eighth wonder of the world!!!... headlining, the one, the only, heuristic  Houdini...
pinning her down
only works in the bedroom!!!


She did not know who she was (so how could I) It was her greatest strength, something to be pitied and pined for ::: perpetually ephemeral,
the eternal curse.

Polypolarity dead eyed at a wedding
Polypolarity on a cold street in blue
Polypolarity spoke two "I love you's"
Polypolarity never knowing what's true
..
Bipolar x 2
dj.
I used to want to be a DJ until I met one.
I used to want to be a DJ until he left my ears ringing with all the things I had done wrong like cymbals in my face.
I used to want to be a DJ because they looked like they were finger painting music on vinyl,
but the one I knew dug knuckles into my tissue-paper chest and called it his job.
I thought a DJ's job was to make art.
I used to want to be a DJ until I learned they etch their fingerprints into your record and forget (refuse?) to wipe them off.
I had his vinyls propped up against my wall. I wanted to rip his name off all of them.
I used to want to be a DJ until I sat in his office listening to the lies he put in his lyrics.
I wanted to find the console and turn the audio down, but instead I looked for him to console me.
I wanted him to sympathize but that too would have been synthesized.
I used to want to be a DJ until I learned they amplify your weaknesses and loop them, loop them, loop them.
I wanted to fade to the background but 'if you ain't redlining, you ain't headlining,'
and I was redlining, I was redlining, I was redlining-
looped and scratched and mixed until I was my very own single,
alone.
my tears the only streaming platform that he could not control.
I used to want to be a DJ until he shut me in my own dead air.
he had other records to make and other albums to fill.
I never did learn what he labeled me.
yes. this is about you.
itsall iwrite Jun 2018
europe and mathematics simple explained 17.06.18

around this will be fuss
poetry and mathematics will intertwine
zero ability to understand is the plus
won't be leaving no european shrine.
we do have to pay continuously
this will effect the way you feel
the figures and amount changing ridiculously
a sour feeling from sweet heart deal.
20 billion is headlining
600 million a week
my cut is 70 percent no underlining
the cost of poetry is bleak.
going to display all sums
buss es will clearly explain
highgate to kentish slums
not highlighting daddy got here on the gravy train.
are you awaiting equation
got to bring you some sadness
its as clear as the poetry invasion
all figures and savings are pure madness.
hate to explain poetry.
Mark Bell May 2017
Spy in the white house
Russia's holding the coop
Trump and the Marxists
Headlining the duck soup.
its now called the red house
America has been *******
Now for the night of the long knives
We're thee opposition get bumped,
Blonde boy wonder trumping American Dreams
Red stars on the flag as daft as it seams
Cedric McClester Oct 2021
Words by: Cedric McClester

From his conception
Donald Trump was a zero
While General Colin Powell
Was a natural born hero
And much like the Roman Emperor
Nero
Or Vice President Agnew - Spiro
Donald Trump is a villian an antihero

Trump is not fit to shine
General Powell’s shoes
Or stand in his shadow
Which he’ll disabuse
But that’s only because
He’s convinced or confused
That he’s the only one worthy
Of headlining the news

Trump is the devil
Without a disguise
A clear and present danger
Word to the wise
A threat to democracy
Which we should realize
Who remains as dangerous
As the crow flies

Now General Powell
Has finally transitioned
Having achieved
His every ambition
While Donald Trump
Remains on a mission
To recapture what he lost
So he’s still fishing







Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2021. All rights reserved.
Travis Green Aug 2019
I was hurt beyond measure, beaten, bruised,
shut down, sinking beyond mountainous
stones, closed chambers, saw-slashed syllables,
whip-smashed vowels, dry rotten, abandoned,
sashed up, floating on dank shores, ax slapped,
crashing below burned hallways.  My heart was
shifting in unstable positions, squeaky baseboards
and blackboards, screeching sounds folding
and unfolding around my broken soul as I stared
around the empty bedroom seeking serenity
from this lost love lingering inside my cells.
I tried to convince myself that I wasn’t falling
in love with you, your dark passionate eyes
reaching deep into the layers of my labyrinth,
thick lips filled with incandescent rhythms,
widening in my sight, sparking my horizon
as I longed to embrace your landscape.
soft bones of freedom and hope traveling
within your wild nature, seamless treasures
revolving in the air, wavy hair everything
I wanted and more, wonderful arms a stream
of poetry, a dancing mix drumming through
the cracks of my creation, awakening my universe,
your rapping soundtrack of romance headlining
the cityscape, shining like flashing stoplights,
like crystal china.  And as I paced back and forth
around the shadowy space, the green-walls
starting to close in on me, all rusted and ragged,
hardened, splintered commas snapping away
from subjects, damaged verbs and run-on
sentences, my shrunken shoulders trapped
in hollow holes, dying, dim, slim,
shattered stems encompassing my limbs,
sour vowels burning in my mouth,
squashed maggots and bedbugs dissolving
down my throat, spoiled milk clouding
my windpipe, huge cockroaches crawling
all over my flesh as I took in the gratifying
touch.  I was losing my mind, shotgunned,
stunned, uncolored depictions stealing
away my serenity, jagged letters scrawled
in sharp swords across my blackened belly,
stained mirrors facing me in every direction,
my bladed hands lashing at every stained image,
feeling the fire flames from each cracked glass,
sizzling slopes, crazed hallucinations, dazed places,
raw-scorched galaxies, my crippled fingers
bleeding in saddened songs, smoked, undone,
unready, diminishing beneath slippery creeks
as I wondered why love could hurt so **** bad,
why when every time I thought I had found the one,
it was just another mugshot melody shattering
my system.
kevin Aug 25
Pitchless Frauds!!!!
In the pre dawn
Theaters prepping
The Backwards Drafted General
By Kevin Mathenia

Business always goes without plans.
When your losing in love.
Grab some ties from The Times of
New York

Out Of Print!!!


Pat the score on the head
And spin down the hall for the rehearsal

Escape!  Europes Collapsing Again!

The hours won't sound, say you?

   You know they want to fly away!

Oh do they fly away often?

   Or is it time for a bite?

Get it out!!!

     Already running late,
Gotta pay for you later ***,
   Chipper up there's lots of room in there isn't there country?
   Nice bonnets fly in and get lost each year in this office



Well alright O.K
All that I am asking

You Win? OK!



Hey!  You got her here!

Get the studio ready, she's on.

I can't get two flights with you


Bring John lequizamo on a flat

He's the turn in all the time

Yeah Hi! I’m John lequizamo

Great! I'm europa

End Scene 22 minutes run time

I caught Arnie sneaking off to the mid day tribune without letterhead from legal

He's all guns on the tongue can have from the old organized church crimes that raised him

If your around, hearing is free
What a cost you pay Arnie gals


Till we're ready for 'em


Scene II

I can't let it go is great!
   Your on the line
There's no pickup from the country, hear!

Hear it now, kid from countryside takes down big city ambition!

A headline next to movie stars!

Nothing bold about this soldier,
    Did you know ya had it in ya?

“Whataya talking about?”

Your my report I can't read!
Your on to something
Let's see you really get to work
Make it an all nighter
Nothing's getting paid till the jobs on my desk

10-12 mins roll time


Inference and monotone ribbons of bold pause

Finding wisdom hiding outside of the reach of your fight!

No I got it, boil her kettle and keep the payroll to myself!

Mr. Garter’s an editor
    So am I

‘Career Moves’

And I ain't got time to shake your hand


Later…….

We can relax in the wind

       I think this is want of vantage place or something

Sure, they said hear it from here for this?

Well, swelter with it's all that's gonna happen in that pile of steel!

Yeah! And gimme phone call after quit
Before sleep, doing nothing to catch a story that's not a piece of the front!

Hey, the front of town!

Let's start it up tonight and empty the roll on the side door of the warehouse!
Let's run!

Tagged again

Democracy Loss
Business Win

Hour #5


Whispers of rights
Tenant Rights
Beard Trimmers
And shower materials for rooms
Coffee and continental menu

State senate and house of the district as well as governor and white house included in indictment minimums


Strange story yet insightful
“The Meeting”


A Police Commanders First Lady
And a table
Inside an administrative building
The budget circle looms in the center
The toothpick she draws from the castle
Displays a single point
Her grasp of layman, decisive
The wand work towering in stilled hours
A door opens
And fetch is gone


Opposite the guardian paint of attention spans missing presence at the table
A less steamy but hot headed resolution of freedom remains arrogant
A new suggestion of sunlight difference beckons from a newly created hallway into the thriving freedom areas, and off handle and grettle of the Hague rode

7 hours without ink.

7 hours without ink.
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Next report scene

Well if that ain't the fistles!
Huh!?
Is that how that goes?
I'm not eating yet.

And the Jewish criminal element reports.

Yeah the riles of 22nd avenue.

Really? The riles.

Yup, all the vows of success in one report for you and the kitchen I see.

Newswires and Fasteners

I've got an inkling for Britain

How so?

The wires don't come down the hall,
      Nothing rings about jumping in and out of doorways

Everything is supposed of having given itself away for a ring and a bonnet

Your better here than I

What's it been like all these trials you suffer?

Haven't gotten back any longer notes concerning trials yet.

O.K.

In the operator positions Constance typically reflects upon the dropped reports with me, they leave her on the hang ups till I start taking notes altering the drag she throws in the ******* files.

I could almost say John has a partner
Except I kept hampering myself with the possibility of going out to the fabric corners myself, you wanna tag along?

Might as well chase down some hems and haws.



“Reports on the Move”

Tacked at the office

This isn't your fault.

So a notice is strange in reporting? Sugar?

Almost.  Toast first, you?

Sure, any cheese’s?

Plenty

Let it out downtown once or twice there Mr. Coatrack?

It's a business call from places near the vows, no kitchen or seats I know of

We need equipment gals then, I’ll run for Constance.


“Taxi, Trains and Subways”

In the city by the waters where they force ya to rent it all

With stars and posters of all your big problem ideas of secret sadness
It comes with a secret called the milky way.

Uh huh.

Dumps, ever indulge in coffee dumps in the evening?

Ham City Banking, radio hosts and hostage negotiations.

I did hire you to listen.

Yup!

What else?

The flying fortress we don't use
  That's retired
     And the army formations of the Capital we train

That's the card dealers game.

And you say they are retired from something?


The installation

Building western civilization textbooks wasn't the first job..


There was Buckingham Palace to unload
So we had some ships and we got some admirals together to build a district
A central meeting place for commerce
That was a long time before the file cabinets went empty

You sure got stories mister.

Wells wait for work
Plains try to grow feathers
But grass grows bland waiting for surprise


___


Xylo­phone measured keys musical number 1

Josey Boy

Down Stares
  Your only going to
       Bring me
             Downstairs
Having left me in trains
    Playing waters
Playing windeing
    Laughter's gone
Down stares
     Calling city
Falling only
     Takes you out
Your only going
    To bring around
Circles
   Outside of rounds
Making rounds, playing water
      Like I fit
Without a taste I'm gone
    Laughter playing
      Dials spinning calling city
  Late days schedules
         Won't show
Left to right and rounds
           We go
I left to leap
Sounding precious beeps
      Blackbirds
chaising merry straight
  Bends at longing knape
Call for two and you'd

Almost haven't seen my suit
Praising crescent roofs
Climbed by suspicious hooves
___

Zoe at the carslysle as constance the Gardner
From the work building scene_

"How this all works"

At zero crime -------
    A change in note
The "American Reveal"

The visual

Ledges of Production
       and Halt
"The Gamble Towers"
Lights, Camera, Roll Ink

Here is Journalism
    in the Times
of Broadway

The major dilemmas
characterizing our publication?
You and I are quite the plague.
Decision and Bold moves
Aren't appearing.
Yet?
We create the investigation for once.

We create the investigation for once.
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Actual transcripts in coordination with NSA CIA civil Liberties and the White house


kevin   Poems  
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39m
French Prussian

kevin 3h
The Challenge of Free Derby
Forgot you from an ice age did ya?

Meaning:  good morning?

Possible question response into a lesson unprepared for and sharpening of the spine?

In British,  I halt little in

Peace Walls

The aim of the Republic?

To get Ireland to stop punching below it's weight

Pertains to?  No speaking today
Those are not legal letters California


As submitted to the White House and thrive Grove people first advertisement agency

Meghan? Again as slaves, I'm standing up I'm facing my demons, in your preferred key sire

On behalf of his majesty, no groove in the heart,  Jenna shall we?


As an abstentionist becomes well his queen can tell ither her torments or his callous fawns


More thrive Grove telecoms

Your over budget, fraud in district, fraud in state
And statements post fraud

Mucho distrust

Every breath you take NASA Mil spec r&d technician research

Need retracted zen ink

Catch little bury of Irish ink
Let out good portions of Buddha dragons

Xylo­phone measured keys musical number 1

Josey Boy

Down Stares
  Your only going to
       Bring me
             Downstairs
Having left me in trains
    Playing waters
Playing windeing
    Laughter's gone
Down stares
     Calling city
Falling only
     Takes you out
Your only going
    To bring around
Circles
   Outside of rounds
Making rounds, playing water
      Like I fit
Without a taste I'm gone
    Laughter playing
      Dials spinning calling city
  Late days schedules
         Won't show
Left to right and rounds
           We go
I left to leap
Sounding precious beeps
      Blackbirds
chaising merry straight
  Bends at longing knape
Call for two and you'd

Almost haven't seen my suit
Praising crescent roofs
Climbed by suspicious hooves


Zoe at the carslysle as constance the Gardner
From the work building scene

"How this all works"

At zero crime -------
    A change in note
The "American Reveal"

The visual

Ledges of Production
       and Halt
"The Gamble Towers"
Lights, Camera, Roll Ink

Here is Journalism
    in the Times
of Broadway

The major dilemmas
characterizing our publication?
You and I are quite the plague.
Decision and Bold moves
Aren't appearing.
Yet?
We create the investigation for once.


Cara D & John L
New York Paint

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Legislation includes action by Congress, any state legislature, any local council, or similar governing body, with respect to acts, bills, resolutions, or similar items (such as legislative confirmation of appointive office), or by the public in referendum, ballot initiative, constitutional amendment, or similar procedure.  It does not include actions by executive, judicial, or administrative bodies.


Here I would allow the audience a pertinent term

The auctioneers,  audience within a city confine!


Having written through the judiciary of America prior to voluntary arrest whilst going through civil disobedience traing and verifying a breach of international security, no more civil rights per unlisted violations we now return to the journaled.

Judiciary diversion was granted me us we
In this very matter......



An organization will be regarded as attempting to influence legislation if it contacts, or urges the public to contact, members or employees of a legislative body for the purpose of proposing, supporting, or opposing legislation, or if the organization advocates the adoption or rejection of legislation.

Organizations may, however, involve themselves in issues of public policy without the activity being considered as lobbying.  For example, organizations may conduct educational meetings, prepare and distribute educational materials, or otherwise consider public policy issues in an educational manner without jeopardizing their tax-exempt status.


Example of journalist powers

Peaceful assembly of prevention of loss of reading comprehension prior to public meeting between walled law limber and profit without news from below poverty.  

Protected structuring of dilapidated building overcoming clerical errors
Between the letters of the law a life is lost
I shall pass, obstructions in the first
If You Are Experiencing Homelessness Or Would Like To Refer Someone Experiencing Homelessness, Call 211

2009-2012 entrance into this system
2025 exiting calpers fund analysis
Fraud

I finished brexiting policy translations

I'm human not prisoner as slave in your banking policy

Your turn

The 211 specialist on staff is not at work

If you are experiencing literary excellence it is because I am a published poet as well as an engineering research assistant while finishing my telecom dissertation I remain in the housing process I involved myself in

Hi sasha

Thrive Grove coms

With understanding if my resources for myself as an accomplished researcher and writer and artist I would hope you have acclimated to reality and the laws of our country after exiting quarantine.

With the capability of placing me in one of the available units soon without violation of my rights

The legible transcripts of this communication are in line with free speech.  Grammerized if or of

Some of my private publishing rights not available for sale

Xylo­phone measured keys musical number 1

Josey Boy

Down Stares
  Your only going to
       Bring me
             Downstairs
Having left me in trains
    Playing waters
Playing windeing
    Laughter's gone
Down stares
     Calling city
Falling only
     Takes you out
Your only going
    To bring around
Circles
   Outside of rounds
Making rounds, playing water
      Like I fit
Without a taste I'm gone
    Laughter playing
      Dials spinning calling city
  Late days schedules
         Won't show
Left to right and rounds
           We go
I left to leap
Sounding precious beeps
      Blackbirds
chaising merry straight
  Bends at longing knape
Call for two and you'd

Almost haven't seen my suit
Praising crescent roofs
Climbed by suspicious hooves


Zoe at the carslysle as constance the Gardner
From the work building scene

"How this all works"

At zero crime -------
    A change in note
The "American Reveal"

The visual

Ledges of Production
       and Halt
"The Gamble Towers"
Lights, Camera, Roll Ink

Here is Journalism
    in the Times
of Broadway

The major dilemmas
characterizing our publication?
You and I are quite the plague.
Decision and Bold moves
Aren't appearing.
Yet?
We create the investigation for once.


Cara D & John L
New York Paint

Paint
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3 hrs of telecoms
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End....


Govnas budget is resent!

The generals of the ridges require a state
Not a Republic of
California
With objective statements reported in printed news every morning
Prompt

That's interviewed

What's that call about wise ***?

Just an oval account I keep

Fooling around without the bills?

She has an attending again

I acted without a cover last night

I tend to work and have people hired is what your headlining at 6

Why?

End

Nighttime Escorts the come around----------

Lady, troubles tell us nothing these days

Good to know ya guvna


(California Study
She's a difficult read
Easy to mold and hold
While holding the Pacific
One loses the times
The number of times
She's been sold
Hard to buy
Without writing her hurt into the ground

She needs a big democracy to win hurt back

mighty sam mcclain got me there once
When I was wet behind the ears)

(Said when the vice don't last, get to the dinner table and read about me)


_

Free bee
Arts Council of California
The poet Laurette sent me my dear poet letter in my email
And the follow up.

My journalism investigation came to this point.

Now what are our options Julia.
I am a resident of thousand oaks California

I know life's hard for some people yet your temperamental emails seem not up to ***** with government standards

I have no such errors at the governor or white house


Working from a community member month to month phone.  Lifeline FCC distribution is vanished since the great fraud addendum to reparations scare of yore leadership news thingy.  Thrive security guard curriculum is fascinating and not well.

That's an a.o.k. Irwin engineering email guys

Paul dart data mining continues. B.e.t?



Would you know if a way to not require data or telemarketing from me so that privacy rights are standardized and no lobbying in my behalf is indicating your names in federal violations of law?

My responses, plural? Where successfully submitted to "thrive" stock market readers?

Are you fond of legible from there?

The frustration of incentive? Adventists? Maths, reproaches Jehovah's witnesses?

Pentameter and satanic verses are studied in finance here, hear? No?

Passed Yes?
Budgets? Yes
**** Hands in attendance




Denmark John and
Belief or Another
Religion or beliefs would request of words
That logic of description has not concluded

Whos sold in letters?

That's a river


Silent that film?
It's saying mighty awful things about me and Denmark being hear or here or there or ....




Linda Diaz
I can watch
      New York grow
   Thru
Through with the news of you too
I can walk out on the park
    Weights on my hearts
No no no
   I can watch you grow out
Outside of town
   But I'm not through with the views
        I can't get up

In time I won't answer
       No more no I walk in
Talking, just don't take me around



Josey Boy?

Down Stares
  Your only going to
       Bring me
             Downstairs
Having left me in trains
    Playing with the waters
Playing windeing me around
    Laughter's gone I'm not recording, you
Down stares
     Calling city, for two?
Falling only
     Takes you out
Your only going, huh going again,?
    To bring around
Circles, I see, your bring around.
I can smile for him.




kevin 11m
Do You Remember The Times
When Magic Johnson Figured Out
         How To Save Our Lives?

And now we live to watch
     In their wisdoms?

Of how?

The forward admiral tends
      To the smaller boat
           Away from his fleet
               With the biggest grip
To let go of

3707 characters left
These messages are being captured and archived in compliance with the Presidential Records Act or the Federal Records Act.

My Vice President is a Diplomat at the very least, for breakfast with the editor is hard to come by.
_
Olivia

The Big Parade!
The End Of Campaign!

The Big Parade!
The End Of Campaign!
#zuck #jeffbezos



Federal prosecution mirrors and dies with the underserved in unison

The math is old
The news is never new
Just taking over the desks

You have never worked

The description of work in recession
Creates civilization
Quarantine of the press? Nice continuation language america vote

New York Paint California


Knowing Style Gals
Gams used to cross, hear?
Whiles of falter
Fussy bonnet, ***** hopes
Boy, where those guys rich

Your country can't run Molly
She's tugging bad waters on a plate

A blank paper for some change?
How's it looking from there?
Can it see a city mover yet?
I won't bet against your strides


The backwards drafting of a general
Work up
My life as a coatrack
Thats a horrible bury on a story
Could be a building in an article instead of a fight with the heating out here huh Joe
(Black character commentary)

Joe's fighting face looks great
I got him thinking

Let's call the corner man whatever Tyler perry general name likes,

Saul, you know anything about getting rubbed on a shoulder

How can absorb the kink in his armor?

Not my bud
She lends
Fingers familiar
Foliage
And constance
Entrance of one another's city
Before the grocer visit

Among yours truly
Eyes which always summer a lie

Hers is a red timber under a pink bed shadows fall



The trigger
We all hold on to something
And in time you will let go of me

Receipt reads
5 dollar single mom budget win
Baguette pastrami roast beef dip aju and noodles
Change

Grammar exam Mr.President
How much did you cost mom today?

Order of the stars
A single hat is placed
On the western fleets bill
All the good which can happen

A second stars reprieve
Across a fair shoulder
"I miss those days"


Opening Adam
Quiet on the western front


Josey boys curse calls him back
Enter the Gumbas

Well we had to have known
What the orientation of it?
Yeah that hospital beds,
      Of course! A hospitable goodbye to first tries!  More of her huh?

So the early days of the mob were different in the new country.

Peoples kids went off to China
And in exchange the wars came out at night again.

The youngsters were dragging down the times somehow I couldn't be there
I had an unfortunate idea I was finishing of my own


As sure as the stars shine above
And I said your nobody

— The End —