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Hopeful Relief #463

By 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 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 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 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 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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Pissing On Hell #450

By 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.


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Wasp Webs #448

By 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.


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Dish #447

By on August 10, 2024 

felt your heart
yesterday morning 
for first time
keep trying
could ya feel mine
picking up loving
thinking vibes
I don’t mind 
headaches from beauty
sweet dish so fine
wondering why 
waiting on reach out 
mercury retrograde 
or tired old doubts 
what happens when two sparks unit
patient wanting you in my life.


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Lively Art #446

By on August 7, 2024 

three weeks seem like months


final test or repetition rut
Pluto shows depth of nuts

afraid to share too much
wanting spilled beans open hearts

becoming blur your lovely spark 
pictures don’t capture lively art

surprising or plain spooky
how do I come off

not like other dudes
honest full stop

knowing we are matching pair is rough
desiring much talking first then touch

please give chance at fun
could be heaven with


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Gardens Grow Their Keepers (Day 7) #442

By 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. 


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Flawer Sell #436

By on July 23, 2024 

flawer seller here
all plants water with tears 
shadow side seen in mirror
flushing eye sockets clear 

first day of 7 day dry fast
cooking 2 years past 
burning through toxin fest
speechless emotional test

getting better each day 
signs keep pointing that way 
3 lovely pictures I visit
wanting one of her with me in it 

refreshingly she has no fear 
allowing this poet seer
find backlog drawn out journey 
Truth I pray to daily. 


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Jamie #435

By on July 22, 2024 

ah hell Jaime has boyfriend 
at least not bound by ring to husband 

blue moon wild entrance sexy street strut 
seeing my stare across pickle fest spuds

courageous advance question where ya from
hen town the place find pretty chick stunned

party gal pulls gawkers onto dirt dance floor
shaking what’s hers blessings galore

did she notice tall blond lurking near by
refreshed by lively spirit sultry surprise 

compatible match record breaking lovers
free from consensus playtime will thunder

longing for sight wishing on picture
patient I wait signal there's interest

can it be true this she plays drums
life as a dream in band called 


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Norm #430

By 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. 


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Mulberry Man #429

By 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.  

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Harmony Jumpsuits #428

By on July 4, 2024 

veil is thinning tale two cities
deja vu walking through zoo

projection dwindling hand count fingering
light shines both ends my psyche

man what a circus life so dang perfect
wrestling match deep mental mud

birds all found mates picky I wait
next lover will have no rest

ease jeez alright wish made at night
harmony jumpsuits we’ll wear

knowing surrender first day you land here
masculine can’t stop pursue 

future uncertain chaos dark curtain 
predicting cushion of pins 

eternity at play mystery dare say 
don’t waste days victim blame. 


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Dear Repellent #427

By on July 2, 2024 

as years dissolve time and such
there is a thought maybe not

what if this thing single being 
truly sticks alone my whip

has strange set in no more friends
are all my matches married catches

wedding rings cursing me 
left handshake check first date 

does kisser work tongue gone berserk  
eye sight might go blind tonight

curiosity reflects mirror of tests 
complimentary partner rarest honor

wilding dreaming singing feeling
writing working weeding cooking 

learning living life so giving 
am I relevant or dear repellent.


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Own or Lame #426

By 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.


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