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heaven #424

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.


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Base Camp #423

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.


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Fertile Edge #422

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.


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Loony Tunes #418

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.


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Checks Mate #417

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.

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Just Bee #416

By Michael Dagen on June 3, 2024

life is a dream only seen not asleep
creatures are important each one you meet
watched hive split grand swarm fly away
sight and sounds breathtaking chaos play
future shifts constant under star trees
can’t predict outcome best stop trying
swimming deep feelings takes hard times
learning just be in awe of vast ‘mind’
with each step find pressure release
sometimes we slide where ancestors were weak
right heal hurts not knowing next step
seem like failures recent missions mapped
or this last round given bonus spin
opportunity for self work soul level win
rarest so rare those owning actions
please do forgive if I come off as madman.


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Mothers Blessed #407

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.


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Freak Show #405

By Michael Dagen on May 8, 2024

freak show shadow projections grow
worldwide deception revealing
insanity common place seeing

just keep chugging along
drugs booze meds reruns wrong
gears grinding who’s listening
step away jump ship sinking

unholy system antilife boat
accountability unknown people hideout
gross walking bags of poison
forever chemicals con-venience chosen

witnessing epic mess takes guts
survivors end repetition nuts
traumatic mission our shared plight
love candle carried windy night

Truth or untruth choose right.


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May Drought #402

By Michael Dagen on April 24, 2024

nothing wrong with loving
picture flower budding
does smell and color attract
or taken as bouquet attack

truth is I’m picky
this means it’s tricky
living in deserted mind land
sleep walkers amongst children

cheers those living young
it’s propaganda parroting that’s dumb
takes one to know one I’ve been there
life’s work getting clear

when time for crawling into grave
plant me berm style garden way
hoping I croak not freezing
winter my favorite season

bright moon night so pretty
forgetting how to relate intimately
ages since kissing a thing
may drought end soon please.


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self Apocalypse #397

By Michael Dagen on April 4, 2024

eclipsed by silliness
track moon notice shadow bit

many heroes falling fast
spiritual connection is all we have

too bad not looking there
so sad ego cares

fell on spear sharpest tears
map lost way suffer fear

tired trying tight old knot
passion peels tires hot

spinning donuts headache mind
picking up others’ thinking vibes

tidy vessel awaits landing
periscope sees something incoming

true love outlasts even death
embrace your self apocalypse.


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Ewitt #396

By Michael Dagen on April 1, 2024

cracked phone screen kissing your picture
downloads can’t replace winks from wild nature

been living ewitt now 16 years
Uranus number will lightning strike here

waited so long for true love to grow
make-out season rest of days I hope

ugly in town as recent snow melts
piled up dog shit mixed with heart tells

writing on fools day personal holiday
trailblazer dreamer full on everyday

one more week til' solar eclipse
gateway change old ways flip

owning life as continuous art project
strange those close never do notice

so many secrets wanting deep shares
reach out soon let’s be a fine pair.


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Appeal to Simplicity #389

By Michael Dagen on March 9, 2024

found next wood truck
madmax muscle car no trunk

fav green color heart felt eyes
El Capitan in El Camino passing bye

on way back to Amish slab pile
cords of freedom stacked ready dried

preppers day coming soon
who shall live through great snafu 

things will change as they must
madness steers corruption bus

hear appeal to simplicity 
make endless love grow food a plenty 

this and gratitude all that matters
life a gift let’s make more laughter

I’ll tickle your fancy if you fondle mine 
backseat bed under moonlit ride.


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A.D.H.D #388

By Michael Dagen on March 6, 2024

sweet mama sky coming for me
she heard about record breaking erection history

this cloud result of peeing outside
never know which All watch from up high

lucky not spied by zeus
struck by lightning has taboo

thankfully never strikes twice in same place
at least that’s what they all say

some desire out of body experience
I’m opposite wanting one on one full court press

ooh sounds juicy fruit no
gonna move ya the taste you know

ok enough sharing sexy fantasies
thought dreams had many times daily

diagnosed A.D.H.D.
adult daydream horny devilry.


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US #386

By Michael Dagen on February 29, 2024

toxic weak sickest of sheep
trained with tricks obedient  

addiction prescription avoidance religion
sellouts false safety poison fed complacency 

nonsense brainwashed indoctrination graduation 
discernment deplete lies no questioning 

projection believers incompetency leaders
divided fake lines blind political ties

sanitized insanity war party oligarchy 
doctors dark priests cursing for money

confused and abused propaganda nightly news
mental prison mates hating fellow wage slaves 

jealous so envious façade fictitious
indebted to grave life one big escape

missing the mark dimming our spark
perfect I guess thinning spiritual test.


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Truth a Friend #382

By Michael Dagen on February 17, 2024

gift you choose me same you don’t
serving only great unknown

opportunity provider proven pastime
rusted open door for allies

escape choice quickest sand
spirit and soul drowning plan

no longer pushing against ‘will’
when mission changes flow fulfilled

lessons learned can’t be shared
beauty shown cherished here

time so different tribe of one
duty witness what is done

lonely burden may yet pass
owning freedom from our past

journey long so many steps
Good is Truth a Friend.


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Mind Walk #377

By Michael Dagen on January 27, 2024

future is foggy
same for past follies 
I see us there
veiled hat pair
so much has happened 
life shot from cannon
mind walk of sorts
trail paved some then dirt 
things measured in smiles 
lacking bountiful piles 
scarcity feels like punishment 
when pendulum sticks fuck it
best plans slide to hell
when digging selfish well
thank you all times
good bad ugly fine. 


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Flatline #376

By Michael Dagen on January 23, 2024

working on smile flatline 
niece spies sad inside

lonely so long maybe stuck
gears not greased eventually rust 

one might say this done to self
or needed experience for growth upswell 

either way dry desert walk 
rare cactus flower see don't touch  

dreams of kisses can’t replace 
electric lips my favorite taste 

love like wine better in time
sober thoughts meet hermit rhymes 

don’t get me wrong no complaints 
just mapping place between mates

complimentary compatible worth the wait
discernment lessons can't be faked.


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