no more words
I quit
no longer saying
the right thing
the stranger who says
excuse me fix
my child
that’s it.
you do it you
solve their
problems.
file it all
lock it
up to be
checked out
by someone else’s
savior
because I’m
done with
being your
solve-the-trick
einstein florence
nightengale mother
theresa
failbot.

Soggy, forgotten rotten eggs. Sink side. Gobbledy gnus cruising, fast acting cheetah be cheetah for the eggs are scare and the Time is new. The few are no longer fastened tightly to these hatchlings, the weather is near and all the tides are complicated. I could stand around in my underwear, but there isn't a single night song or nightengale that would hear me. There's a thud on my head and a knock on the door, I can't sing my best, or try to impress thee. All of these letters un rest to the sound of your voice, even in calfskin a vegetarian can begin to have trouble breathing.

To the cables that untie thlemselves to a broom in a paradise, Pacific, galore. Forgot to. Invested. Contained poorl and drunks stowed in the holograms of hand-me-down prisms, here comes the infectuous lonely ol' lamb. This is the ewe song that sings you to sleep, keeps the sweat in your underwear. Where there is hunger there are poor but my gold chants forward to this Armageddon's sway.

If it means it in Greek than it does in cyrillic, if it's toxin you have rotted your bell. Inside my pink, neon briefs is a tale of insanity, where I had tried to squeeze out every ounce of relief that commenced while I was asleep.

There was only ever one of us that ran with the turmoil that romance does. Terminal two, Arizona-flu, carried through the ORD concourse I heard a saxophone tune. Final approach, a yawn. I'm home drinking ***** at 9:00am with my PJs on.

YOU!
you kissed me through a window!
what were you thinking?
you nearly pulled me off the balcony!
Not to mention my creeping vines
do you have any idea
how long it took me to grow those?!
Romeo......

Did you seriously just say
"where for art thou"
i mean come on...
you follow me home every day
i'm not ust your Juliet you know
Romeo.....

STOP TRYING TO TELL ME IT'S THE NIGHTENGALE!
it's obviously the lark
it's my alarm clock
you also have my bed curtains
and unless you intend to make me
like....
a night gown...
those are silk
Romeo.....

I think if this keeps up
i might just put myself to sleep.

You say my name and it sounds the way a million rainbows would look.
Your smile, beautiful like the sunrise on a Sunday morning, leaves me radiating.
Your laugh resembles the song of a Nightengale and your hands fall over me feeling of ecstasy.
Your kisses, like waves over my body make me beg for more.
I crave your touch and yearn for your love.

"The wakeful nightengale,
She all night long
her amorous descant sung;
Silence was pleas'd;
now glowed the firmament.
enraptured in flesh and ****** ecstasy
will her song sing out into the darkness
heavenly throes and sighs completed in united
bliss"

Be the raven and the crow;
Search for things you do not know.
Be the magpie, should you desire
To uncover things once lost to fire.

Be not like the mockingbird,
Repeating any sound or word,
But be the raven or the crow,
Saying only what you know.

Be the raptor - the eagle, the hawk -
Prey upon those who mock.
Be the magpie, if you desire,
And find things once long lost to fire.

Hear the robin, hear the jay,
But listen not to what they say.
Do not be the mockingbird;
Do not heed just any word.

The owl and the nightengale
Will say under the moon-glow pale,
"Be the Raven, be the Crow
And tell me what I do not know."

Hospital favors
West with the order to which...
Handsome and gaining in strength
Will harmony be all right? just in the stitch...

Eternity in a night breeze
The pride of my sheets, the kindness we afford?
In rational days, the moment to seek...
Merit in a need's stride, *****'s without your word...?

Been the odd, the juice is on the however, though
Told to belet, a sickness with the cares of unity
Promised airs of candor, know a future without thou?
Kindred are all in a row, to see my name in all certainty...

Patience
And a curious have of problems in sanity's mirror
To act in a callous sorts of did, a misery I legend
With your imagination, the tows of simplicity in fear?

Purpose, and a bedding changed
Sweat and heaven be honors, for a taut finger
That rolled anger into a ball, and asked an angel strange
What is a new man, to you and me, when passion lingers?

Birth of a new day, a looking hour, with clocks to chime
Tender and focus under the heel of a family, letting grace
Begin a courage in vice, falsetto to overwhelm a voice in rhyme?
Long teeth in a deluded moon? when sour is your fate...

Heeling halt
Abbreviated democracy
Flank in route

Gaurd maneuver out

Folded company

Beret for address

Redress complete

Back in Britain

Marina Ann Hantzis

Princess Matilda

Vulnerable Matilda Prodigy

Florence of the ash reddened twine Nightengale

Graphic design
I come from a brass adorned general
We don't resemble excess points
I am exit of branch in brass adjacent brad
Minute brigadier
Halt
Ag is creation
In duration of appointment
Grass is yawn
Foreign testimony
Irresolute burden

Friendly visions 1

The refusal of hindrance
Nulled void in presence of buddha

Valiant Assumption Master

Matildas Concert in Hinde
Movement Shod
Heeling halt
Abbreviated democracy
Flank in route

Gaurd maneuver out

Folded company

Beret for address

Redress complete

Back in Britain

Marina Ann Hantzis

Princess Matilda

Vulnerable Matilda Prodigy

Florence of the ash reddened twine Nightengale

Graphic design
I come from a brass adorned general
We don't resemble excess points
I am exit of branch in brass adjacent brad
Minute brigadier
Halt
Ag is creation
In duration of appointment
Grass is yawn
Foreign testimony
Irresolute burden

Friendly visions 1

The refusal of hindrance
Nulled void in presence of buddha
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i haste, i offend
i offer, i repent
the ripen in her eyes
my crawling tender goodbyes
hostage of ambrosia
distilled vapor of joseline
were not your gardens blossom
of season julip
and frequently torn as josephine

rigid concubine's forrest
crevasse of saddness
missing memoir from nightengale

abstraction and premonition
wandering space
i must rebuild my collection now
sugared plum awaits

sister's goodbye
twa is remis and decends in remission of emma

i haste, i offend
i offer, i repent
the ripen in her eyes
my crawling tender goodbyes
hostage of ambrosia
distilled vapor of joseline
were not your gardens blossom
of season julip
and frequently torn as josephine

rigid concubine's forrest
crevasse of saddness
missing memoir from nightengale

abstraction and premonition
wandering space
i must rebuild my collection now
sugared plum awaits

Un taken time
        Be mine
Won't ya hear often at home
      Darling dear
Even words won't stay alone

New hurt in the door
  How I made it up on that page
You turned inside of my heart
    Call forgiveness back
Tell em all I haven't learned

  The lines of how we lived
Taken out
    Sold around my resting place
Wars come out
  And I let it drag you back in

Will another hand ride it out?
These are places forbidden
To go without
Travel in another's time
When telling yourself of me
Let sheets bring honest tarnish
Wearing the gloves gonna be mine


My "Charleston Square Footing" bit is in circulation.


Have an Irish poetry scarf from New York City
I'ma been in San Francisco Chronicle
Times off Los Angeles
Ventura LACMA submission Latino sob jazz
My home oh oo


Bottom quartet is an original thought of yourself

My first stop into a backyard session was Tracy Chapman then leann rimes

Cause I'm walking on sunshine

God bless my Aunt Linda
She a Hispanic Irish country woman

Pink, Florence Nightengale, a pleasure
I halve my rose back.

As Hague
   Also day

In duty
   Off allegiance

As adversity
    And resolve

The Irish free state
     Is abroad



Stipend

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Assembly Member Irwin
In my hands
  Light becomes ink
      Becoming wisdom

In your, America, diplomats in poverty
        Became War Crimes

Orders of restriction and annuity
     Prevent resolution
         And liberated wealth
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Ash reddened twine Nightengale?


Esther
Childish wisdom
     Unfixed hinge of rot
         Pleases one in carriage


Finite Matter
Optics in nano space

Finite math

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