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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 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. Day Gun
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By Michael Dagen 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 Day Gun.
Posted in Day Gun | Tagged Day Gun , Lively Art |
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
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By Michael Dagen 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. Day Gun
Posted in Day Gun | Tagged Day Gun , Flawer Sell |
By Michael Dagen 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 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
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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
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By Michael Dagen 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. Day Gun
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By Michael Dagen 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. Day Gun
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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 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
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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
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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
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By Michael Dagen on June 9, 2024
there’s an opening Hewitt lawn chairs don't fit every being few simple checks mate have to like play won’t try change my ways unless asked reflect self work waste of energy draining both must thrive in waters deep will go places with mind free has time for lot's of love like record breaking skyward doves not some weekends but lifelong into strength training cuz aging’s dumb wouldn’t hurt if a rebel consensus corrupt from hell's meddle blessed be one owning devils. Day Gun
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