Something happened. I didnt know how to feel. A walk seemed like a good thing to do. I followed the trail. I got angry. Why? It doesnt make sense. But it does make sense. Why? So angry. Clenched fist and uneven breathing. I cant do this. Stop. Breathe. Stop. Sit. Count cars. 25 cars speeding down the freeway. I see them. Do they see me? 50. Calming. Counting. Losing track. 100. They keep coming. Sometimes many all at once. 200. Sometimes sparce and few. 225. All these cars. All these people. So many lives. So many in different situations. So much i dont know. 300. 300 people have just passed me. Its been no longer than 10 minutes and so much experience has just driven by. I may never know their stories. Never to be seen again. Fleeting. Gone. 300 people who dont know me. Dont know my story. 300 people. Some would care. Some are too busy. Sure, some empathetic. Some feeling pity. Walking. Thinking. Numb. Smile at the nice people passing by. People pass and yet the road seems deserted at times. Walking.

There is an end. Though it maybe not quite an end. Things are not the same but thats where you end up.

I turn around and walk back.

Black curls,
Broken commas
Unarranged.

Snowlit cheeks,
Cold flowers
Dimly veined.

Dog eyes,
Rich dark
Recycled glass.

Bottom lip,
Baby fat.
Upper? Sparce.

I prided myself in loneliness
But it was a farce

Ive never been dependent
Even when luck was sparce

To be fortunate enough to have been happy for while
Was my recent loss

Now I am but chaff in the wind
Or leaves in the moss

My prayer is for never to have loved
For it would not be so painful

Yet again I think one day with it
Is better then without a handful

My only wish was to have been more wise
To have not betrayed myself

Yet again the past is done
To learn is a my wealth

Mine only saving grace
Is there is some chance

That fear will go away
By you with just a glance

My words for you . . .
have been few
your name not overused
upon my tongue
adjectives sparce and repeated
Because to me
Your love is serious

I didn't step this way
to turn back
I didn't spin my feelings into lovely webs with shining prisms
Because so often
these have left

I felt at once so sure
that I terrified myself
I knew . . .
He said . . .
My rational thought filled my happy heart with dread
So there was no place for shallow, fancy poems
In the face of bold affection
shy but firmly
Love

Of what weight does love hold?
Cosmic gigantic love
Streatching from star to star,
from time to time,
Leaping all barriers,
In an insane hurtle race
Run by rabid contenders,
Frothing at the mouth,
Colidicopes in their eyes
Swirling,

As they clear fence after fence
Hardly catching themselves
As their sloppy foot falls land,
All ankles, knees, wobblingly
catching themselves
Their brains decifering
the confused code
Of signals beamed
from legs heart and stomach
All culminating in this
Borderline
Purposeful looking
Yet unintentional
Floppy mess
 
For in the sake of their love
, Of some thing that they hope
will make them immortal,
or at least super,
That temporary and basic seemingly
Irrefutable good that one feels in his pit
Expanding them and inflating them till they float

High enough above others
To squintingly look down, into the eyes of those unable to bouey bob above the rest.
Lights flicking on their foreheads so
Even if they don't talk people know
Where they are and how splendid
Their bobbing is.

And let's not kid ourselfs
Look at those two
Out in the dark and deep
The 2 hrtz signal allowing them each
To be sure the other exists
Flashes reveal the hidden expressions
Those times of clarity so sparce
When all you want to do is look at them
For a good long time
Take in the other completely
for in those nights
When all thoughts clump
Turning colours to brownish purple.
An you cannot see the other
to have them help as they so enjoy.
Two distant bleeps of light
Red but none the less visible
To all around

After all I guess they will be serving as warner's, out their on thier own.
What rocks and reefs the will they arbrais
What swells will the brave,
And what will we learn from
watching From shore,
Whishing them luck as the sun rests on the other side, as the white caps tumble, as the clouds roll on overhead.
Its a very wet scenario.

The night sky had a cup
  full of moonlight
and the shadows played
  in the fields
   and danced in the streets
the few sparce stars in the sky
  gently sang a lullaby
and the mad mad world below
  paused for a moment
    for only a moment
and though worn and weary
  I smiled
sleep would come
   soon enough
and trouble would have
  to wait for tomorrow
    to begin its brew again...

if not for you, my life would be empty
my stars wouldnt shine, theyd fail to align
my limbs would give out and droop like spaghetti

if not for you, laughs would be sparce
my heart lodged in my throat, voice bleeting like a goat
sound would be as silent as a **** from my ****

if not for you, i wouldnt know love
my mind would be mindless, time is what binds us
despair's cold shackles im finally free of

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

the justice eyes hate
cold ending sighs
effortless tangle
the leveled texts
no things lay still
vice and royalty mist wanderer

as i and all are collided
with sparce remain
this line you take
in war, behind

the justice eyes place
the hidden laments, pleading
outfulled doubt, danced beware
and shades of old oaken brands did cave

My brothers and I fill all branches
As peace will fill our wells
Vessels at ports
Our captains your tact
We weren't raised for better days
Yet we fill the nights with our cause
Irish American military officers assist
All locations on earth


Today's Sheet Music

Chicago
If You? Do Me!

They can get checked on!
Speak with it, don't press off!
Knowing trust lives around a bus
Terms this ride let's you rip off?
Irish

Window know

Threw your ears around
To come in late
Leaning eaves
Learning stairs
Because it stars
See it silver
Deliver it's me

Travis the darker my train
Dearest subway
Overt threatening arrival

Travis performance
A private visit
Off the road
Santa Barbara
Circa Jazz

Paris?

Canary yellow wings of warmth
Devastated Stencil consent to defeat
Around a body in water

Common and Kevin year 3

I'm from porcelain city too

What do you think there Prince?

I'm a private man Paris
I ask your brothers first

Empty morning hike to Westlake Village
Refried Pinto beans
Bread roll rations
Signature sparce pepperoni purchase money
Dry the hampers sound down

And noodles with barista hot base
One to go for night session


Dadda dadda dadda da
Dadda dadda dadda da
Dadda dadda dadda da
Dadda dadda dadda da

I believe your music sheets of blues
Lays flat there
Peels of description fine tone the length
Of a rehearsal
Lengthy finish is a good target print
In repetition

After experimentation on another

The contrast is then

Jimmy Carter received some poetry from me
I received some instructions

instructions
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Take the music down with you
Walking in Memphis backing vocals
In the corner of that mind
Somehow ******* hit the can

The nagi canvas illustrated the eyes weight in opening
The world is cruel and absorbed without compassion
Opening up eyes as water is leaved
Is an individual ability

Not all lives acquire a leaves suffering in the sparce Forrests demands
Most beings are ill informed in the mind from some other way in

Something repressive ***** the time from water becoming wisdom
******* and slavery needs

Owning material value

This is Irish ink all that crap is a lightbulb of capitalism that never gets turned off or down. Useless ****

**** came from the light observation of itself

That is tincture sentences for useless lemon fell out of the suns ******* without science and engineering capacity
Wasting civilization with the ripple of weak mindedness causing war catastrophic eugenics in hindsight of self sexuality leadership

Package hide
Barrier bluff of charter
Height negater
2900 hands applaud
Indecisive womans blush

Won't peel sunlight after fogged

Prevents purse strings and operator errors


Monetary Syndrome
The world reminds me bleak
To leave alone in her gasped hatred
We tether without pole
Unlent
A cost in giving
Men of less kneeling placating
Beggars of birthing

Shallow kiss in minded space
So sparce the journal hasn't rented my clothing while she

  She remembers before we danced
In deeper wells
    With less touching



His resentment

I'm nano scientist Kevin
The poem here confirms sums of earth

The world reminds me bleak
To leave alone in her gasped hatred
We tether without pole
Unlent
A cost in giving
Men of less kneeling placating
Beggars of birthing

Shallow kiss in minded space
So sparce the journal hasn't rented my clothing while she

  She remembers before we danced
In deeper wells
    With less touching

This is David Gate giving her to you all

His resentment

Sutra as Syria
Farsi intelect debound
To hunt impossible sound
A capture we
Our falter as we! Released!
The sparce freedoms child?

Tao seach I
I seek anul
Sikh I am without
Blemish behind

Marie as brother Antoinette
Fide et Amore
Sinead

The governor wanted it
If he's gotta put me down?
I'm not a vote he can half

The brands not on the poet

Before castigation
As foured a branch

testa di moro
That Sicily is a fraud
My piece of ink
Her well

#ronansaoirse #rupikaur #u2 #joaquinlphoenix #jennahaze #mileycyrus #fontainesband #rosewaterrain #dropkickmurphys

One parish at a time mam.


Sonnets Before Surrender & The Building That Follows

The war refuses the head, below wasting in dead
Rearing the front as storms fell the timbers rot
Upheavals breast, shorn and filled in neglect
Lay useless she had cried, allow dimple and deny

Tis only folly we are joined from, seasons blurry
Contemptuous fury, theatrical brevity, lifeless
Burning misery, hasn’t all gone and come
Just so fiddle and spun, as garnish and lathe
Without soured breads fortune, and curled ears late

Forever they attend, a hearts creative bend
And rule they must, alas at lose in unbreakable crust
He in hand created this land, in tales of ferried rows
Gentled slave we musn’t hate, crucible’s labors as knave

In there buildings, craving and fighting, loud and obscene
Fruitful as flies, multiplying night skies
Crying babes of violence, unruly and brutal
Off again we should shout as they, steam filled hovels in suet


Sasha, gogol is great absence extrapolation scenery in verses while Kafka is just, depth in abandoned mirror as gogol is a thespians pondering, Kafka is a finished product of study

I'm Irish?

In turgenev I found myself

Hesse is a redundant necessary pause under the Alps of Italy

Art class for my Louvre awaits

The inclination of panting olives branch
Crested seas tearing ******, sparce
Finding furthers shelter against indifferent moist, begins fountain pens

Narcissus was the inventer of the hot air balloon

I make new Japan flower to bring Jenna haze and Irish blemish

Yvettecubancookiegarcia sadnesses, no empanada? Use blanket over day

The found me in French

Paris the Tupperware kitten rescue

If You? Do Me!

They can get checked on!
Speak with it, don't press off!
Knowing trust lives around a bus
Terms this ride let's you rip off?
Irish

Window know

Threw your ears around
To come in late
Leaning eaves
Learning stairs
Because it stars
See it silver
Deliver it's me

Travis the darker my train
Dearest subway
Overt threatening arrival

Travis performance
A private visit
Off the road
Santa Barbara
Circa Jazz

Paris?

Canary yellow wings of warmth
Devastated Stencil consent to defeat
Around a body in water

Common and Kevin year 3

I'm from porcelain city too

What do you think there Prince?

I'm a private man Paris
I ask your brothers first

Empty morning hike to Westlake Village
Refried Pinto beans
Bread roll rations
Signature sparce pepperoni purchase money
Dry the hampers sound down

And noodles with barista hot base
One to go for night session


Dadda dadda dadda da
Dadda dadda dadda da
Dadda dadda dadda da
Dadda dadda dadda da

I believe your music sheets of blues
Lays flat there
Peels of description fine tone the length
Of a rehearsal
Lengthy finish is a good target print
In repetition

After experimentation on another

The contrast is then

Assuaging Guilt
Late is a work I wasn't afford today.
Approach my steam he cried
Beyond wound
Lap I did not hear nor see


Been home against
Climbing the couriers town hall
In forgiveness
Letting the bridge draw upon another man's labor day

Josey Boy loses the Broadcasting Run
Less of more in your bravado Josey



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Assuaging Guilt
Late is a work I wasn't afford today.
Approach my steam he cried
Beyond wound
Lap I did not hear nor see


Been home against
Climbing the couriers town hall
In forgiveness
Letting the bridge draw upon another man's labor day

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As Five Remorses
In Hand
No Further
He suffers willingly
To find your lesson
Often times in pain, lent.    Remain
When un lent meditation, finish school.

Her finish was five Psalms of bread, wouldn't shawl

For 5 days alone he dwelled on his matter
While the state watched, again.
His remains of our plethora came out upon our stone walkway, and we committed to our crimes, spending his treasure against ourselves.

This is his morning in Thousand Oaks California.

I am a request of Justice of the Peace.

Being directed is a crime of silence.


Missing Eva Green

©©©©©©©©©©©©©©©©©©©©©©©©©

                               ­ Jennifer

Some Like It Hot?
Don't, Wild blue child
Speak of how me now, again
Window, no

Around the case stairs
Now you winde up Brewster New York Cats

A Jack A Black A Parlour A Piano

Mr and Mrs Constance the Gardner

Hat Tapping

Tara Gendron

Kevin Mathenia

Holiday!


Window! No?
Under Pressure
A Ballerina Talls The Fiction As Dawning

Till Christmas Pass Designs Nighttime Blank
Lose Me Fare
Mark Me Often
Take Me


Turn About
“My Life As A Coatrack”

I Own No City, Hear
Shed Another Seasons Remorse
It’ll Never Work Out In Time

As a better bet on that parkway,
Mystery Linda Diaz had to, Stop crying for it
Loves been had in a bankers roll doll
Give us some danced up, on blues
Enter a rhythm outside of the castles crimes
Hiding us for ten lost years!



The session stand don't know about
Obstinate fellas, waffles in ten
I'd rather I didn't, yet, you called



Country Sue Anne 3 minds of roll, ink out the door and a rolledex in ear lobes!

Says the press powers, We Collapsed in Brass!

Jack Black and Kevin Reporting









She spent behind the city
    Haunted veranda of Sicily
Her mother's sister?
       Had she forgotten to write since?
The first daughter away from Italy
       Before her mystery in burdens named as foreign

The behaviour paused and absent faces
     The mimes of her part
Spoke finish of him in passing

I am foreign

She beguiles the pages from after I've relented
Traitor of soil

Today the geese wain
    Her gathering, florescent hateful summers
Defiance of shelter
    Mooring my vessels in war
Grand questions of my ability to remain

Remaking our affairs
  Her story?
      Mute

Ink, mine


American Jazz
American Jazz
Jails
Slaves
Waves at freedom
She at the door, too forgetful
Bothersome Invention war is
This is a far as a sound
As nearest minds kindly borrow
Works flat
And out the door
Slaves in jails
Forward my ship
On top and on back
Waters a ways to work
Laddles become hospitals
Without spoons
Only the together people
Lift down the cloths
Aprons run in country
We ain't had enough
Jails yet

This is beautiful

Your from that porcelain city
I'm New York poetry too
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Dedicated to Adrien Brody

Adrien I'm rapping with Rupi
Thank You

Fide et Amore
Irish American Poetry
And Plays
For a Random House
Of Representatives

Currently writing around
Linda Diaz's tip jars


Tip Jars and Squares Poem 1

Mr. Fox
Mr. Rogan
Mr. Tyson

Squares are notes we owe

Mr. Galifianakis tickle the bourbons for it tonight


Sands hunt up a clarinet



In an Article
Building top
Walking while home goes around
Doorway sop
Whenever she won't stay
Making out in another part of me
Counting stands
Selling tombs down to hell as we
Fall apart
Torn numbers, towers
Calling hiding hours
Hate filled seconds from the soars
Feelings lost in gardens I couldn't afford
This angry tower isn't hiding
It's my way in outsiding
Leaving everyone dead
Your wars and shops attacked the bed
When does the bottle ever warm
Why doesn't rain carry more
Because I'm running out of blues
I'd rather have a nights last fuse
Turning off memories wild that way
I won't learn
Down in the street I hate to burn
Yesterday hasn't made it
Now it's another page I'm free
Free to stop the reading meters walking
Riding on the back of a child trying to cry
Every mournings different in my rain
I step out
Outside of all the noise
Last time she thought she could afford
Touching mes a worthless missing, door

Typewriters on the floor
I've gotta make it back to her shores
She won't lend me the hands
Its me verses spirits I can't stand

That's the room I'll never halve

Loves a left behind place Paris

I have one hot cup of coffee and a night to be



What It's Like
What It's Like
Don't be cool
Hate aloof
Cliche Spending is slow reading headlines
Lettings, yourself conceited
I wouldn't encourage feelings if me
Just raising the literacy rates
With Irish American letters is all time

But,  I'm somewhere at
Unstable and content
Introverting caution
Lived from wars before my own ink

Extroversion is an extra paragraph
NoTreasury department extortion
On copy desk before rents talked about

In the newspaper
You exist
As an exit
Misnomers a banking poetry song
Calculates make wedding vows
Acquire before you lives and skip

Thousand Oaks California is based
On thoughts of being poor
Building affordable welfare support

Pet Shop Boys
Watching model prisoner chicks
Who become victims of war ignorance
Unable to
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Without her
Voice without challenge hear
Here in city descriptions fears
As alone as hymnal
Founder often eaves.

Pole yearning lent
Brightly sadly sate

Carol as tall waltzing banging pots
Partly in the reading den
Party always misused


Truer Days

As cloch na cuimhne síolraíonn an todhchaí” (“From the stone of memory the future springs forth”). Photo by Pádraig Ó Tuama

As clash naught commenced
Sorority and togetherness



Docile Does Defeat
Docile Does Defeat

Feathered wide
Apart as stride
Tipping blooms
Cautious feud
Disabled pollens
Meeting mew
Brewing nets
Callous frets collisions
Darkest reflections take


Girls as opposite digression
Meeting in the shopping mid days regret
Offering from the alcove
Two join the rivers nile

Now as understood
Please stop describing


So she
So we
Leaving a gentleman's wars
Yet his bounty as Arch
Lurking counting ount
Ount we naught blemish friendship
Needn't favors currency tarnish
A spouse yet doubt
Lingering dowry in ounce



Sanctum
OfLumox and lush
Louse and pilfered ******
Tiffs usage and spent upon
Failures smiles acrid laughter albatrosses
Black lacquers frames oft walked
Nascent snouts
Corrections endless encounter
Bedmates watering wells
Filthed cloths arrival again
Lovers brail


A World in Debt
Paved astray
Columbus roads into a pit
Socks from different angles
Yearly carols finding less rains in reason
Crowning the child's redemptions
Building another flat surface to,
Reject the beginning
Stay moving still
And curate less love
Outing all wisdom
In another's mind



Her Own Holy Ghost
Reaction
Despair
To a faithless creature
Unaware
Returning supplicant ration
Nectars remorse
In violet reduction
Her prayers read still again


I'm more popular
How I'm more popular
Than a breastplate
Under handing
A woman's told
Wild precipice as hummingbird
Canvas over ointments
Pigmenting furnaces tender death
Hold, call
Relent



Anonymous
An anonymous night alone
An ominous affair with loss
After forgetting to find
Your one true loss
The spirit won't visit your beds
You offend forgiveness
Anonymously sold away

I'm more popular
How I'm more popular
Than a breastplate
Under handing
A woman's told
Wild precipice as hummingbird
Canvas over ointments
Pigmenting furnaces tender death
Hold, call
Relent
want to
In I don't know
How I feel about this yet
Ecliptic confluence
Vector wrapping marbled me
Strings pulled
As for waves resent my distance
A populating Forrest heaves unjust
Hearing you from where I won't sing
Giving you that time

I gots scotched once
My coffee has cream and sugars
I'm ready she wants to read
This experience

Tell yourselves about an Irish Mardi gras

Thankless Taryn Manning's disposals of ink

Asiago village cheese
Pinto beans
Bagel remove asiago cheese chip
Spread the meat of pintos
Breakfast snack taste

Then reviewing Gregory Hines white nights
In softer giving
Longing to learn
Staying forever
Nothing proves the wars real



Erie, my Stolen Babel
Erie, my Stolen Babel
I write to the minds of naive
Honors of boring bathe
Less understanding than homage
Exactly exceptions students
Lackey of Britain
None request competent understanding
For my illusive quill, as Elizabethian
Mastering forms above fragile doe

Pleasing peasants groveling
Yes again I am this of betters
Swelling satisfaction
American Irish Jazz Women
Nubility afar
Daring silence
Squandered Scottish flem

Welfare is costly to my crown
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The women won't be curdled
20 years in the college
Mistress lost in Japan
How'd you get where?


Outside the in way
Do you rent me why I cry for then


When L.A longs true
Patterns of obstruction
Brass cut white notes
Daring war down stairs


Outside the in way
Do you rent me why I cry for then


Liberty Vacancy
The cabinet reflects
Against my home in tall
Another's passage
Random poise of letters
Upbringings ending caught
To waltz is to salute
Or in abandon of slavery
Liberating the massage of again
Fervor lies quietly
Loudly defining your sanity
Pitch of news
Correction refused
Pace as normal
Exit small
Restart your pole position
Trust the system is all paid in your speech
Unemployment or ******
Whos in line behind them?


Convinced this place is valuable
That suicide is only money
When laughter is

Social work splits the tab
And the rent
Its always us or them




Meeting Frenchie Twice

Winter Best
Had you grabbed
     His winter Best
  Sadly play
     Along work in time

Hadn't may gone to say
    In no time flat, near that pad
       Taking orders

  Fill me in, doll, when's the dance
       dead romance
            spin my world

    Watching news justice in the print
         Four days a month
             Where he goes
     God only knows
           While he plays
               On my nerves
        Down the hall
           Dastardly fine by signs

     Coming down
        Before my blues
    Get misused
          
      Christmas pals, to the end
           Eggs and toast, all the don'ts
      Pave my rent
          On the house
        Lives out of ink

       Please have mine

Nothing in a good name
        For now
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Chicago Meaning
Child's right
Dig deeper
Double my times
Let's re record the lunch
In pale armors defeat
We didn't meet
On the way
Up to say
Rivets weren't good
Irish dots the i's
Give it a try

Tribunes a news we can teach
Get us a job

Where ya been Irish?
Nowheres run

Horrible encouraging corporate cadets

Troubles thoughts on a boss
Crime syndicated
You done it


I left all my land in Texas to play at ya
How ya do it Los Angeles?

Oil Dames
Waining Gams
Geese Soup
New York Paint Stations


Recession
Humidity escapes
And escalates our depression, great
Outside long in a short sighted
Turn around no foundry
Apps development
In hours estates recondition
Appointment
Article
Confine dis
Logic
Dissuaded witness
Head no innocence
We the people of poverty
In atonement

Assembly Member Irwin
I declare this state insolvent

Mayor Karen, the first article?
Suppose print


Barack?
Do you think about me now?

Sub strate
My lithographed pass
Miracle on the 1:40 train
I can still
Make it to work

Very large scale integrated circuit
Ultra low fire
Very high fire capacity
As buffer
To emit
Photo


It's in the low ways
  That she's a drag
    As it's in the causeways
We shallow as raft
    Drafts happened to dolls before
Before we get bored
    Shams delicate
Corrections absurd
    Will tire endlessly
Supposing ourselves elsewhere
  In the midst of all opposites
Another pushers sted we won't hide
  Hurried eyes alert passengers
We hurried before
   Ounce I have left and ounce you have naught
        Speechless day
            Frought memory
                 Hold comfortably
                     Until a warming sound
   Another's son is boring hither



Veranda Bombs
Veranda Bombs

Read as Heading per Naval incident
"Now This!"
"Now This!"


As paragraph goes out of style
"Sue Anne the stars won't gather."

Veranda pan up too you
"Waking to a World in Peril?"
"Hopefully big things to come in our report"

Tell 'em what? Country

Special effects guys live on the trolley.
Tatas? Tatas.News?Tons.Coffee? Sugar? Happening


My brothers and I fill all branches
As peace will fill our wells
Vessels at ports
Our captains your tact
We weren't raised for better days
Yet we fill the nights with our cause
Irish American military officers assist
All locations on earth



Chicago
If You? Do Me!

They can get checked on!
Speak with it, don't press off!
Knowing trust lives around a bus
Terms this ride let's you rip off?
Irish

Window know

Threw your ears around
To come in late
Leaning eaves
Learning stairs
Because it stars
See it silver
Deliver it's me

Travis the darker my train
Dearest subway
Overt threatening arrival

Travis performance
A private visit
Off the road
Santa Barbara
Circa Jazz

Paris?

Canary yellow wings of warmth
Devastated Stencil consent to defeat
Around a body in water

Common and Kevin year 3

I'm from porcelain city too

What do you think there Prince?

I'm a private man Paris
I ask your brothers first

Empty morning hike to Westlake Village
Refried Pinto beans
Bread roll rations
Signature sparce pepperoni purchase money
Dry the hampers sound down

And noodles with barista hot base
One to go for night session


Dadda dadda dadda da
Dadda dadda dadda da
Dadda dadda dadda da
Dadda dadda dadda da

I believe your music sheets of blues
Lays flat there
Peels of description fine tone the length
Of a rehearsal
Lengthy finish is a good target print
In repetition

After experimentation on another

The contrast is then



Buy
To why I'm concerned
Take notes off your, mourn
Raise under, raise beneath me

It all comes, apart, inside of homes
            But why you'll let me
Bring free to say these
  Times aren't for you
Sacrificed hearts won't conclude
   Taken from me
Honestly I can't see
   Who's arts on these notes
Buildings from being gone inside wars

Can it be written wrong
   A gentle days tolling the straws
Man and I don't come back
    The cost of having homes
Ready in time to mourn




As a better bet on that parkway,
Mystery Linda Diaz had to, Stop crying for it
Loves been had in a bankers roll doll
Give us some danced up, on blues
Enter a rhythm outside of the castles crimes
Hiding us for ten lost years!

Taryn, your up tonight at 4 p.m.

The session stand don't know about
Obstinate fellas, waffles in ten
I'd rather I didn't, yet, you called



Country Sue Anne 3 minds of roll, ink out the door and a rolledex in ear lobes!

Says the press powers, We Collapsed in Brass!

That's Miley's entrance, bye bye folks







Don't, Wild blue child
Speak of how me now, again
Window, no

Around the case stairs
Now you winde up Brewster New York Cats

A Jack A Black A Parlour A Piano

Mr and Mrs Constance the Gardner

Hat Tapping

Tara Gendron

Kevin Mathenia

Holiday!


Window! No?
Under Pressure
A Ballerina Talls The Fiction As Dawning

Till Christmas Pass Designs Nighttime Blank
Lose Me Fare
Mark Me Often
Take Me


Turn About
“My Life As A Coatrack”

I Own No City, Hear
Shed Another Seasons Remorse
It’ll Never Work Out In Time




Some Like It Hot?
Don't, Wild blue child
Speak of how me now, again
Window, no

Around the case stairs
Now you winde up Brewster New York Cats

A Jack A Black A Parlour A Piano

Mr and Mrs Constance the Gardner

Hat Tapping

Tara Gendron

Kevin Mathenia

Holiday!


Window! No?
Under Pressure
A Ballerina Talls The Fiction As Dawning

Till Christmas Pass Designs Nighttime Blank
Lose Me Fare
Mark Me Often
Take Me


Turn About
“My Life As A Coatrack”

I Own No City, Hear
Shed Another Seasons Remorse
It’ll Never Work Out In Time

As a better bet on that parkway,
Mystery Linda Diaz had to, Stop crying for it
Loves been had in a bankers roll doll
Give us some danced up, on blues
Enter a rhythm outside of the castles crimes
Hiding us for ten lost years!



The session stand don't know about
Obstinate fellas, waffles in ten
I'd rather I didn't, yet, you called



Country Sue Anne 3 minds of roll, ink out the door and a rolledex in ear lobes!

Says the press powers, We Collapsed in Brass!



Saints in Passing Falls
I hurt inside of nights
Mares of Ireland long in Gallow
Gentle settlements of the north burn
Frightful hauntings and return
Return not in sorrowful bade
Halted rising dress on patches dews
Blind feet scamper in cautious glee


Austere delight joining greys silver taunt


And wild streets in liquored brilliance
Convey omens hiding storms
Yet her simple smiles pleasure died
I've not returned by the doors


In the city I was born
Beside heavenly alters free
Terribled loud crowding walks high
My shortcuts beneath the gated baldlands
Underhanded stars of crimes
Mine only the letters
Kind and devout
Oh many devout promises of doom
Yet young Irish boy do fearful
Cannot travel with me near
His calligraphy scenes foreign in listing
Painful trust her laughter resents


Gentle Italy when will our tram return
I've gone from your meaningless words Irish boy
No such objects return to me


In my early days of county mayo we walked to the sod


The General Meets His recreation
In letters
His arrival, invisible
His presence, omnipotent
His courtesy I halt
In forms of thoughts collected
His regrets are peaceful


Irish


His superior officer
A poet from the Republic

Josey Boy loses the Broadcasting Run
Less of more in your bravado Josey


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Jazz Composition
Common Verses Free
French Free Form Overature Jazz
5th 3rd overature
Circles.      2 twice trumpet
Haunting 3rd brass instruction
From further below
     Than rise

Chirps measure

Blackbird is the altered blues draw


Birds chirp in a paired 3 verses 3 top measure of 2 in line
Over 3 verses 3 verses 3
Bottom measure of 3 in line circling waters break in flight

3d's in a separated pair
Second pair drifts in to flight
Bottom row
3 b's lilting right lift
3 p's
Inverted taking notes
Hanging for eyes dear last measure
Forty five angled plight swoons seating oft

Canary yellow wings of warmth oil a canvas

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The sounds of negation entertain aggression against quieted minds bury.

In thought, house no resentment which testifies in stilled confession.

Our duality interprets laws blindly oblivious to news of ledges another has climbed?

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