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        PIZZA & POETRY


  'Yup'  I like poetry too
  he said
  I took another bite outta my pizza.'Yup'




        HUMBLE BUMBLE

hay stack flopped on top of
Barn.  2  -'fellows'-  approach.
wind Blows mild.  the fellows
dont even notice.  But a hard
Love & steel heart
These men carry   -such as to a
machinE.   the Blue sKy only
reveals high speed clouds
that conform to the no change
acceptance of these.  Buckin bronks.
to loose a coupla dollars in all american cash is all in the Job
  -  just as much as neighbor Jed's teenage daughter





        CAN I ORDER YOUR FREE BROCHURE BY MAIL?
                    CERTAINLY SIR!

So
  You lost your creativity?
mabye you just dont know where
you put it last.  It never helps
to retrace your steps, Just
do it & take it Backwards
as it becomes a new
wonderful adventure.  ALL
of a sudden your in Love
/w yourself again.  & to think it
was color blind & forget
about the power of Black
& white.  & one central Love.
  Dear Abby, my eccentric spacial
is not growing or shrinking
abby  But I feel change.
& There is nothing different -
should I divorce my spiritual
Spouse? & where is my limit
when do you need to stop
spying on God making Love
& Law is your
underwear  -  But this
coat is warm & fuzzy
more fleecy Layers added
more comfy cultures
inhabit.

So
  I write just
a little more, that youR
stone called & recently
entered, newly found,
deep within you, L O V E
will flutter & endorse
all members of your intended
extended , family.
_________

No ones gonna read My Genious
at huge magnatude oR
& varied altitude  good for
you nate. - enjoy it
now - & I might seek
more, Flavoring my
own mood to realness
to out bound 10%
& the upper quartile
will not even Be
exchanged at the Border
& the refugees wont
Then recieve.  & The
Juice Sits
& everyone wants.
@ end some half die
& the other sad.
Sad or dead oR Both
all the way thru.
- wondering how much
influence the spiritual
world really cares about
paper products & the
effeciency of recycling.
IVe come to a conclusion
that isnt & that where
I sit around till my death
which seems to Be an
absolute with no flexable
parameters - one tool that
everyone Loves ---- wait
for these things in
comfort- wait for these
things in style & keep
warm & so clean & cozy
wait in a
craft matic adjustable bed




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        This is a pile of bull shit
        Phoeny peoms, Smile, JoKe, Work for The Lord
        Smoke your Joint of sin
        a box you Think is a mountain
        your so big the top is a pin
        - your bloody flesh erupts & pours down
        Those who try to climb in too
        Covered in a pile of youR bull shit.

        Get inspired - Live a little
        Get married, have Kids on a farm & a little prairy
        die in front of them as your Shot in the head.
        OOOOHHHH the red   -  OOOOHHHH the red
         - OOOOHHHH the Red
        Shadows lurk in a pool.
        pool of the blood of the dead
        Those who live in it.
        I work at wherehouser,
        I cut down trees.

        Where is The Queen?
        The Queen i seek to appease.
        My love flows like that Basterd That drove my used truck
        having Sex is to FucK -
         - Once I was born I was outta Luck.
        how to read this paper & its nothing
        at all just a small amount Before
        destruct.
        Slow motion emotion Seeps in.
        GraB youR damn pen & Begin.
         - BLah BLah Blah   you write

        Im so happy to hear that.
        I love you - here have a kiss - (*KISS*)
        have a hug (*HUG*)
        have the utmost secrets of my life (*GIVE*)
        have a promise & a small circular thing (*SLIP*)
        All mine is now yours (*death to myself*)
        & self is no more me.
       ...... how bout if we get everything We want, & all
        The luxeries of the world & we
        work & work & work & work & everything is
        finally exactly how we like it & is
        So perfect & everything I see around me
        So perfect    its holy.
        My  utopia done forever & it is Mans desire fulfilled
         -  And My Love of these things
        my wife is so happy & I sip warm milk
        & read The Bible again -
        This hard heart So cold The stories & Good News old.

        The sattalite up high, So fast intrigue
        in a 'no moving parts'   peace orbit
        Stops.
        An angel & demon appear.
        a cup of spiritual coffee on one solar panel
        & decaf on the other
        -electronic chips now words of many famous verses-
        The violent Battle explodes
        & coffee Spills all over the earth & on
        The precious SoLaR panels -
        "What have you done!?  What have you done?!"
        mahammed Steps out of The vessel full of Rage
        Gapes @ the change as
        Inside Buddha sips his tea & POISONS YOURS




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People talking, sharing
Thinking Solving.
problems, hurting -
Soaring, spilling, caring
curing.  Birds Soar
simply sailing. children
cry, hailing mothers,
wounds of Labor growing pains
of other. Ages passes
rages & new generations 
contagious.  Time table
equation unstable 
- relics cool and able all new,
no fables.  People mating 
fighting flirting alone
not dating squirting.
 e-mail sending advice
getting, ear lending
Rendering meaning from
people loving - hugs holding
wonderful whispers molding
smiles & dimples folding.
The winds are swooshing
Seagals holding a 
Soarful flurry.
Bread is molding - held high
time is here & people fear
The Love of growing. 




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The Bible Sits upon its cover page
Blue Black or green
gold name deeply carved in sheen.
Let it Sit there still & dead to you 
 - 
as you write your peom discribing life in detail
misfortune & misery.
lost love & happy things.
help others I want-
read this book I tell-
carade & smile soft
gentle child- taming all thats wild-
uniting diversity-
training the lazy to fit their wants and sleep
Caravans Moan & exhale-
lead me there- tell me the wonderful tale
 Land of Mild.






 it  awaits  you