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Bombs Away #480

By Michael Dagen on October 4, 2024

sweetheart rejects my astrology ways
she says falling for her after 15 seconds was insane
babe bless heaven’s name
you are hotter then devils in church on Sunday

previous life this lass flew planes
rather then mimic typical words bombs away
when trigger ready captain pretty eyes would say
thank you have a great day

dream honey knows Day Gun sex would beat masturbate
even better then German chocolate cake
so only question is why wait

it’s possible our legend will bring fame
or at least I’m trained for Olympics of pain
thankfully Guidance shows wily woman performing charade
loving me the same since first gaze.


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Oh Dolly #479

By Michael Dagen on October 3, 2024

life as double hung window 
takes two for match
6 is lovers vibration
notice how many panes of glass

attention, acceptance, appreciation, take time
allowing, affection, sure to rise
integrity built with patience
slow growth fosters strength
perception as portal
invitation sent
love a pen pal reciprocated

present moment future uncertain
dreams not things thrown away
when young had crush on Dolly Parton
waiting unique, complex, dark hair version
wanting face 2 face.


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Lie Berry #478

By Michael Dagen on October 2, 2024

if nudes were commonly seen at library
would we stop watching TV and read

the world is found in fiction
crash course being deceived

lord of rings a documentary
technocracy dark evil thing

propaganda paints psychopaths as saints
whole game to garner human gaze

sleep walkers graduate public school
giving government children’s minds so cruel

passing along conformity abuse
perverted pastime nothing new

please help me throw healing darts
at club mafia’s blasphemous black hearts

only by shining brightest light
does shadow stop running our lives.


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Playing Dead #476

By Michael Dagen on September 29, 2024

she said this is you playing dead
cute at least waving smiling curly head

puzzled by picture set in graveyard
hearing have great day forever triggers

kind beautiful soul was neighbor's nice rumor
still waiting to see this favorite muse ever

does compatible companion mean drama evermore
fine let us declare a great kissing war

words losing meaning NO chance sweet action
helplessness feeling still plenty of passion

warm heart swells welcome each morning
headaches commence when thinking takes over

tried sharing cheat sheet with ex boyfriend
curious the reason inspiration for diss storm

gonna take Truth to redeem yourself pretty eyes
know body discernment reveals all lies.


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No Bunny #474

By Michael Dagen on September 22, 2024

it’s a lonely world for bunnies and humans, vacillating between camouflage being seen, who’s friendly that won’t eat me, you’re nobunny til somebunny loves you it seems, game of chase meets chance,  religion based on luck, double the bet until jackpot, slippery trail leads to scraped bruises, anyone truly know this maze, so nice meeting another in play, are winners just good actor losers, please break all patterned outdated ways.

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Heart Quakes #472

By Michael Dagen on September 19, 2024

slept through night nine hours straight
much needed rest after endless headaches
feeling your sent warm loving heart quakes
wondering if catching my boomerangs
exciting step what comes next
call in dinner kisses delivery to doorstep
oh yeah that’s right patience game
I forget forgive Day Gun way
wanna run away this weekend
no joke not kidding
ship departs in morn but can delay
let’s make work breakout like Ferris Bueller day
need doctor note for full body exam
or was staring contest our telepathic plan
either way hip hip hooray
having initials MD is pretty great.


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Always Love Time #471

By Michael Dagen on September 18, 2024

squirreling away pears not cares
days grow shorter night rising here

won’t be long blanket white
cold a friend when warm fireside

drying wind will colors change
or shrivel leaves drought deranged

boiling down chicken stock
best with feet and heads left on

caulking cracks stucco lines
looks like odd fella lost his mind

method yes to the madness
attic calls hunched over man test

no rest wicked same fate good
always love time my pledge for sure

best is life worked from home
please come play here soon.


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Finally Met #470

By Michael Dagen on September 17, 2024

portals of growth we’re pushed through
eclipse ride me and you
see ya on other side babe
or not thanks for endless inspiration hey
brief glimpse striking beauty
enough to feed 60 days starving
never pictured being so needy
losing headaches seems uneasy
knocked down by thoughts
how might this turn positive plot
psychic connection brutal one side tied in knots
learning trust oh helplessness
can’t complain when love beats chest
serving truthful mission since flame lit
carrying candle past windy bit
call whenever courage finally met.


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Chasm #469

By Michael Dagen on September 16, 2024

ah I remember 
each break up opens chasm
portal to previous sadness
pain chain never broken
confusion persists when partner was miss
therapists push drugs
families act dumb
puzzle only we can piece
takes effort finding peace
escape always transient
patterns scream see me yet
anxiety a blindfolded hot cold game
when it arises going wrong way
all this my guess
reason no picnic
maybe steep slippery way is perfect
winding sacred trail towards Hewitt.

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Dissolution #467

By Michael Dagen on September 16, 2024

rejection is protection
depression course correction

when sad
I like to piss
on organized religion

jesus makes me do it

fallen angel institutions
propped up for confusion
pointing souls towards dissolution

swallowed wafers
washed down with bloody booze
poisoned body mind spirit ruse

let me tattoo this point on forehead
never ever allow another
between you and Mystery Sacred.


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Coven of Silence #466

By Michael Dagen on September 11, 2024

thee sisters of dark hair 
don’t care about men's hearts
they laugh poking fun
making teasing an art
testing by ignoring
silence their poisonous dart
yet dudes just like me
hope chance at kissing sparks
from Hewitt to Henning
fellas line up while betting
who shall be lucky prick
that wins a nice picnic
many have tried
some even died
headaches and broken hand point the way
all gents hell bent say
it’s worth it
this pain.


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Major Blonde #465

By Michael Dagen on September 10, 2024

ground control to major blonde 
you’ve really lost your way

those precious dear transmissions
were intercepted by pesky Russians

give up whole Tru Luv mission
repetition failure feels like Turkish prison

she will not be joining sweet picnic
best start recording next project

that phantom matching partner
fears real love so much it’s awkward

16 years of 7th house Plutonian training
has strategically mapped dark realm hades

so prepare for lift off alone once again
maybe consider getting dog named girlfriend

or not pet hair is gross and they’re so dang needy
drives me nuts hearing neighbor call out here kitty kitty.


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Hopeful Relief #463

By Michael Dagen on September 8, 2024

killing me softly with your thoughts
normally don’t get headaches at all

never experienced this before
clean body language being payed for

since we met I have pain in left hand
from wanting to hold you but can’t

if ever invited over might not leave
I’ll ask to pitch tent hopeful relief

take advantage of me in front yard
we both sport exalted Capricorn Mars

mine conjunct your natal Jupiter oh my
talk about high powered sex drive over time

anyway shadow-eee one reach out soon kindly
summer is falling winter brings more cuddling

life a mountain climb ever so challenging
let's spend each day loving playing laughing.


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Warmth in Chest #462

By Michael Dagen on September 7, 2024

I trust there’s good reason
for torturous situation
feeling warmth in my chest
every morning you rise from rest
headaches when you’re thinking of me
our connection runs deep
how can this be
fearing love is no fun
come on honey just try


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Half Our Time #461

By Michael Dagen on September 6, 2024

if we spent half our time online
making love morning noon and night

half our time on phone - raising tents with sighing moans

half our time worrying - writing songs for dear deserving

half our time at work - running around no shirts

half our time regretting - grateful for lessons pending

half our time giving hell - ringing heaven’s fulfillment bell

half our time paying taxes - inspecting lover’s recent waxing

half our time making lists - sucking face record kisses

half our time watching news - smelling pheromones of one we choose

half our time getting drunk - dancing naked with our love

half our time overwhelmed - at the beach show and tell

half our time being sad - thinking dang my friends are rad

half our time living boring - holding mate howling roaring

half our time spent in life
can be made delight.


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Ribbit #459

By Michael Dagen on September 3, 2024

there once was a king disguised as a prince who attended a street dance in tight rolled up pants, while talking to neighbors he saw a live spirit strutting her stuff an entrance so bold, our hero was stunned seeing his match a bargain was made with a strange foreign man, if she called him before 43 days, they would live as in heaven ease everyday, if he failed his quest odd fellow he was, fate would be slimy king turned tree frog.


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Please Call #457

By Michael Dagen on September 2, 2024

dial 7 for Heaven
O you know u 1 2
3 if we multiple
0 chance of failure
love potion number 9
O my goodness can’t wait
4 score and get lucky way more then 7 years.


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