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By Michael Dagen on August 21, 2024
patience my test straitjacket pest helpless doesn’t fit well there once was a man rich in time and health alone pissing on hell water bearing heavy poisonIng deep everywhere ages change through chaos making cookoo crazy nation trained lazy watching orchestrated twisted hazing patenting nuts adult short bus generational molding minds dumb an untruth stinking ship sinking sing along. Day Gun
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By Michael Dagen on August 12, 2024
wasp webs sexless test how long can one go takes partner for healthy flow home is where orgasms grow fountain of youth yo don‘t settle barren drought alone I don't always pout how many women put up with quickie lover duds cherry topping life a woman’s repeated sigh words oh my wavy blessings rippling wide my match to wed horny until very end babe please do me on death bed. Day Gun
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By Michael Dagen on August 5, 2024
fear is hell of a thing same goes for avoiding this strategy works on narcissists not me committing oneself to Truth clears the room faster then dirty dishes do left scrubbing newly discovered specks pieces wanting knowing through sweat must be at least one brave woman willing picnic hike deep dive please arrive this life gee whiz same old slide questioning vision and time clean living tripping mind wrestling match sometimes. Day Gun
Posted in Day Gun | Tagged Day Gun , Old Slide |
By Michael Dagen on August 3, 2024
two ships docked at port spilling hopes fears dreams all sorts playful potentiality one carries a saboteur ancestral emotional souvenir captaining only failures other expects nothing but best like an unlimited crows nest love fest blessing remaining days hallelujah which boat was booked for trip heaven destination or hellish sunken situation risky business this life engineering please sail with me who's steering waiting line so dang long wind blowing our favorite song. Day Gun
Posted in Day Gun | Tagged Day Gun , Two Ships |
By Michael Dagen on July 29, 2024
I wait for water deepest in well so cold it hurts your hands I serve Mystery itself go where few men know Truth our only Friend I’ve mapped failure on my own pursuing selfish plans life one shot at learning wrong ignorance breeds repetition's wrath I’ve sung out ugly songs foolish words lies and such purpose chance overcome takes surrender every man I’ve matured much last 4 years prayed daily for Guidance clear gardens grow their keepers here I desired to be being I am. Day Gun
Posted in Day Gun | Tagged Day Gun , Gardens Grow Their Keepers |
By Michael Dagen on July 14, 2024
something perfect could arise from this place gauntlet of tests in mirror now make play don’t stop dreaming awaken singing praise ingredients truth will bake best cake honor missteps create dance every day goodness gracious beauty blessing eye space funny when ladies share partner line talking to me or reminding self fine outgrowing patterns climbing tall ladder building strength fear never flatters passage alone alive like a child ready for mate equally wild. Day Gun
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By Michael Dagen on July 9, 2024
dearly beloved we are gathered here today to witness the marriage of two beings choosing escape this hand tying is binding and blinding may neither party ever wake from fake oh sweet comfort a lover who never challenges things blessed those stuck in unhappy till death’s ending please facade continually shitty sex life be damned better not alone then spiritually free once totally bored kick out kid or two so pattern repeats just fitting in greatest miss untruthful living. Day Gun
Posted in Day Gun | Tagged Day Gun , Norm |
By Michael Dagen on July 7, 2024
secret stash pissing match shhh don’t ever tell rumor mill drama spill old ladies get wet pussies too this be good news thin aging dudes still seeing dick past belly not many couples able to double orgasms good for living plants dirty mind yes sure fine it’s called pulse in all the right places aphrodisiac oysters look like sack doctrine of signatures guide from beyond magnificent mystery ageless whispering party play passionate palace mulberry man with farmer tan assless jeans air-conditioning. Day Gun
Posted in Day Gun | Tagged Day Gun , Mulberry Man |
By Michael Dagen on June 30, 2024
choose your own or lame adventure life a playground could be heaven careful don’t cut arm and hand by living someone else’s plan broken trails worn out patterns paths arranged propaganda matters following along with narrative given like eating shit straight from toilet sorry smelly disgusting image truth as lightning arousal weapon government not some benevolent deity worshipped daily media kneeling what systems do is their function waring theft corruption drains us timely place let’s step away can only control what we make. Day Gun
Posted in Day Gun | Tagged Day Gun , Own or Lame |
By Michael Dagen on June 27, 2024
women rule the world do give this a whirl tricked into thinking that it’s men ladies' influencing power forgotten struggle for who may be biggest prick top rubbish heap feminine naturally impulsive masculine expression expulsive simple not easy honor your sex please or not suffer consequences harmony’s home truthful existence modern foreign concept as if hung upside down blindfolded we’ve grown rotten from black magic notions time to rise up against every lie known and unknown. Day Gun
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By Michael Dagen on June 24, 2024
build and maintain heaven this our true mission anything less primitive phony pretend prisons bars made of ignorance guards mental laziness actors playing out lies escape a strategy to hide herds of conformist critters unsure as rotten boards splintered exhaustingly erecting facades man how I did this once door out hell ego death then start over again won’t get anywhere without prayer only gratitude way lives here. Day Gun
Posted in Day Gun | Tagged Day Gun , Heaven |
By Michael Dagen on June 22, 2024
detached witness retired attack seeing through thoughts origins past waiting on time delicate dance won't be complacent never coward choosing battles worthy of honor year rings grow food forest expands prepping for others home ark base camp we fail not living each moment as last. Day Gun
Posted in Day Gun | Tagged Base Camp , Day Gun |
By Michael Dagen on June 19, 2024
found in eternity testing steps carefully a walking emotion factory antenna so sensitive is handy patterned trip-ups mapped and counted efficient choices now common thankful grateful God Giving Fountain patient with me long past down spins edge where fertility blooms dancing breakout darkness cocoon truth small boat paddled alone plenty to choose from do find your own invited reach over perpetual wish without capsizing two lovers can kiss here I go again fantasy way this what happens living life play. Day Gun
Posted in Day Gun | Tagged Day Gun , Fertile Edge |
By Michael Dagen on June 14, 2024
imagine world free from assumption would we ever die or just keep loving brutality of life not lost among us poison patterns play as reruns maybe better clean out closet skeletons mate in forgotten boxes takes time tidying deep mess organized mind reflects tests passed home is where hearts daycare guests are welcome three days here spend the night if you dare expect early waking from giant bear eggs in fish sauce touched by mayo homemade toast cacao maple syrup these my favorite daily rituals let's have breakfast with French radio. Day Gun
Posted in Day Gun | Tagged Day Gun , Just Keep Loving |
By Michael Dagen on June 11, 2024
ascending or descending forever endings destruction construction both take tending knowing oneself can cause fright choosing alone always alright nothing natural in consensus consciousness poison swallowed walking corpses keeping up with the boneses social media a pen for phony poses weeding garden sweaty plight with time and space life grows right exhausting watching wake up reruns slap me silly believing media lonely teachings balsamic moon sober feelings loony tunes maybe baby we just be lazy beauty everywhere let's go crazy. Day Gun
Posted in Day Gun | Tagged Day Gun , Loony Tunes |
By Michael Dagen on May 29, 2024
little birdie whisper her name and picture legendary beauty breathtaking nature too bad so sad bound by ring ah hell new freedom songs I’ll sing compatible with such a sight truly honored doubling push-up reps gonna get stronger life is a maze where dreams make change finding match now begs more days fresh strategy out live husband share paradise with tall dark haired woman looks like secret out da bag Hewitt Hermit has hots queen of babes thanks for reading my tabloid hints how to deal these fantasy chips blessings bloom in lover’s garden keep planting sweetness no matter outcome. Day Gun
Posted in Day Gun | Tagged Day Gun , Fantasy Chips |
By Michael Dagen on May 13, 2024
deception raining down world run by clowns consciousness container experiment old mindsets won’t make cut when gears shift avoiders tossed as if script writes fearful lost lessons listen every moment birds sing ancient story struggles against self and other what parts pull down under ridged patterns heart attacks crystallized forms will be smashed first time sitting on front step merry baby makers day mothers blessed. Day Gun
Posted in Day Gun | Tagged Day Gun , Mothers Blesses |