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Stunt
1-31-13


Living on my honey roasted peanuts
And salted sunflower seeds
Still one to confuse all wants and needs
Praying for these desperate plans to be put to work this weekend
Where and when my groundhog has hopes
To have his shadow to be known
In that the guards to the tomb soon again roll away the stone
Lighting up another blunt
In the pulling off my latest pop metal progressive stunt...
















Misunderstood
1-31-13


In my sweet slow suicide
Twenty-five times a day
Such inhalation is the fastest way to imbibe my poison
That serves me as my elixir of choice
Singing out my heart until quite hoarse
Becomes my voice misunderstood and misconstrue
In my intentions of my words of love and compassion
Paved upon a road leading to this perdition
Of the salvation at hand....


















Victory At Nine
1-31-13


Victory comes in the third watch of night
As for this beauty I have my every human right
salivating upon the prize in the east horizon
Where the moon once again wanes
For the poet in his night watch
Only so that he might sleep late
On the morrow of this glory
In ones testimony and story
Where ones libido is the cure to so called purgatory
In that I am very happy in this...






Gambling
1-31-13


My awesome opossum
Feigns sleep on her corner of a table
Fashioned by mahogany
Where saliva drip in such decadence
Scabrous and obscene
Where poets are free to say what they mean
In that I gamble with my blunts
In their limited supply
Hoping that plans work out
To purchase more....








I Got My Rest
2-1-13


I have risen above the quicksand today thrice
Choosing to continue in such a vice
Soon to be the one to take initiative to pay the price
Given a good night's sleep
Rising to the occasion
Of this first of February
Being Groundhog Day's eve
To see the shadow to connote this illustration
In its glory and grace...