when you get up
start your morning
I hope you can run
bad men are coming
did you remember
take your morning pill
prescribed by law
not what you will
bad people are coming
all those things they kill
isn't it stunning
but still get up
start your morning
I hope you can run
bad things are coming
by this afternoon
if you've run far enough
something to think about
how durable and tough
how far can you run
outlaws are coming
lock your doors
shutter your windows
hide in your cellar
grasp personal items
food you can share
those few things
that are dear
grab what you can
cuz relentless
bad is already
senselessly here

 

 

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so that
we end
your thoughts
about it
you know
which ones
what about
in time
it's something
about it
breaking open
my heart
bleeding emotion
charged particles
juggling thought
emitting intention
something lost
all those
other dreams
inner actually
nothing gained
can love
things factual
truly be
somehow sustained
what about
blue emotion
something felt
nothing tamed
maybe lightning
will strike
burn holes
into me
what about
tough love
that end
conflagration game
you know
which one
flaming hearts
you know
bleeding tones
that incinerating
burning end
where everything
just ash
lies cold
seems dark
dreams can't
it seems 
ever mend
love's magic
forever lost
so this
our plastic
drastic love
somehow left
you cursed
spatial trends
never truly
special love
this tragic
interspatial end
my lost
artificial friend
you marshal
beautiful cold
your heart
ruefully told
your soul
tarnished gold
frittered love
into this
our fractured
sunrise sunset
sorrowful end

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we are
walking dead
growing warts
dander dreads
missing teeth
zombie heads
we are
so stoned
one disaster
irreversibly prone
all together
mostly deaf
whether indivisible
sunrise surprise
nearly blind
instrumental weather
sunset cries
boastfully dithered
raging ageless
phenom clown
critique disguise
old town
oblique stages
pitiful guise
new city
incidental lines
but once
when we
somehow lived
far beyond
this novel
impossible rave
before this
improbable grave
impassible AI
somehow stole
what was
universal role
creative living
universally driven
somehow this
audiotronic moaning
everything given
droning heads'
unabbreviated AI
everything invasive
irretrievable time

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did you ask
to be born
or was it 
simply chance
some luck
or divine 
novel intention
what about
those stars
aligned with heaven
maybe then
we'll find 
an answer
to what
we are
where we
have been
how now
existence intact
birth contracts
signed sealed
then delivered
not luck
or chance
but relevance
with nature
answering God
as every
divine creature
rephrases glory
storied reprise
something intervention
so conception
more over
natural connection
ovulated egg
resolvent sperm
divinity's natural
living invitation
be that
sacred interpretation
crowded jungle
or desert thirst
this newborn
universal inclination
soulful spirit
seeking something
further education
being something
so lastly asking
while we
are born
is this
sacred soul
revelated first
or is 
birth alone
spirit's consolation

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what's left 
besides waves
relevant moments
demanding fear
what remains
besides tides
incredible moments
seeing clear
forever went
slamming doors
eternal came
wanting more
closed eyes
being here
clasped hands 
devotee cries
what's left
besides grains
troubled sand
washed up
bloodied gore
what's next
mixing mortar
thick slurry
cement dreams
into bloody
unfurled torture
remorseful scenes
ingesting mercury
beyond that
medicinal themes
what's next
God's will
dreaming creation
something beautiful
divine invitation
beyond human
universal stasis
relevated terrestrial
savoury illumination
what's left
beyond that
celestial communication
what's left
tsunami waves
surging tides
beyond that
human madness
what's left
past this
human sadness
 

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time again
flailing motion
sailing then
crazed emotion
flying zen
trinket notions
crossing time
dismissive caution
walking reckless
perilous lines
permissive motivation
juggling invitation
what about yours
these moments
what about mine
rolling donuts
peering through
life's missing
elusive hole
search seconds
innocent days
count minutes
all these
kissing nights
reveling hours
timely commotion
all of yours
phased communication
all of mine
gauged promotion
this millennial
significant age
beyond menial
hands on
time's eternal
universal clock
ticking down
profound space
sensing here
resounding time
sublimely clear
immensely grounding
time's precious
insistent place
poetic somehow
your smiling face
embracing now

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what about 
that sometimes
romantic dream
where you
are real
when I'm
not alone
but then
I wake
to find
you are
truly gone
foolishly something
about dreams
they don't
last long
truthfully something
about you
all about
passionate love
or so
it seems

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