Fauxku Choo Choo (the play's the thing)
the doctor gave me spanish flys
to stick under me tongue
time and space distorted
too out of it to come

1 more law made up, distorting
public view was forced be 9
we´re global, 8 all competition
and we´re coming 4 the people
...
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the public view
of the people
is no longer
benign
the global
competition
is coming
for the masses
distorting the laws
forced
globally for
the people
My Muse, to labour chained
demure, pure, restrained
may yet escape -
i'll grab his cape
and hitch-hike to new planes

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the public view
of the people
is no longer
benign
the global
competition
is coming
for the masses
distorting the laws
forced
globally for
the people



view from inside
a snowglobe
silent, not even cold
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view from inside
a snowglobe
silent, not even cold

this white is so close and serene
no more need to think up and ahead
or remember the avalanche
...
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this white is so close and serene
no more need to think up and ahead
or remember the avalanche



Serenity
remember no more 
what came before
set my mind to snowfall-silent
The Soufflé isn’t the soufflé; the soufflé is the recipe. --Clara 
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Serenity
remember no more
what came before
set my mind to snowfall-silent

A hooded dusk
hides my face
The winter sun stains
the lonely riverbed
The Chronicles of Lethargia
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A hooded dusk
hides my face
The winter sun stains
the lonely riverbed

stains grow to reveal a timid mess
below the winter mask.
rotten leaves, new sprouts,
it´s spring; roots hope again.
...
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Stains grow to reveal a timid mess
below the winter mask.
Rotten leaves, new sprouts,
it´s spring; roots hope again.

Endless circle-jerk;
To hope and absence,
and back and forth.
The Chronicles of Lethargia
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The circle steamed, with fists and eyes
drawn tight and furtive at the breasts
suggested in an undies ad.
Jesus, did we make a mess.

F’ing hell I don’t know what possessed me to respond with that.  Huh
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Suggested in an undies ad:
Piss your pants, it's water friendly!
Jesus, the mess
Reminds me of that time you broke my heart.
The Chronicles of Lethargia
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.
You broke my heart, a piss-stained drunk,
that's what you called me, I didn't see
your girlfriend sitting there, anyway
all I was doing was being friendly.



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You broke my heart, a piss-stained drunk,
that's what you called me, I didn't see
your girlfriend sitting there, anyway
all I was doing was being friendly.


Friendly drunk
There's no one sitting there.
Just your piss.
Peanut butter honey banana sandwiches
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Friendly drunk
There's no one sitting there.
Just your piss.


Friends, go forth,
Sittings made you sore,
Legs unsure.
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Friends, go forth,
Sittings made you sore,
Legs unsure.

friend, I am unsure
perhaps you are sore of heart
your eyes hold the rain
The Soufflé isn’t the soufflé; the soufflé is the recipe. --Clara 
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friend, I am unsure
perhaps you are sore of heart
your eyes hold the rain


friendship after rain
of forty heart-sore day-nights:
Joseph-colored bow
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friendship after rain
of forty heart-sore day-nights:
Joseph-colored bow

one tattered rainbow 
twenty-two heart-hungry years
golden-son rises
The Soufflé isn’t the soufflé; the soufflé is the recipe. --Clara 
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one tattered rainbow
twenty-two heart-hungry years
golden-son rises

What has brought us
to this inane repetition
a calico conniption
if cats were to blame.
How long after picking up the brush, the first masterpiece?

The goal is not to obfuscate that which is clear, but make clear that which isn't.
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What has brought us
to this inane repetition
a calico conniption
if cats were to blame.

Futility is blaming cats.
Their calico-couture backs
deflect mere human opinion.
The Soufflé isn’t the soufflé; the soufflé is the recipe. --Clara 
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Futility is blaming cats.
Their calico-couture backs
deflect mere human opinion.

opinionated
illuminating
- flaming cats
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opinionated
illuminating
- flaming cats

Cats set aflame,
Illuminating temples
where love trumps opinion
through inhuman communion
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