I’m Not Worried About Your Conspiracies

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I’m not worried about your conspiracies

I’m just trying to make my bones

Your extremist beliefs bore me

I won’t sink my sword into your throne

The world will always keep spinning

I gotta take my seabag to the boat

You’ve doubled down on your pair of criminals

I’ve always known they’re a waste of my vote

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To The Beautiful Blonde

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To the beautiful blonde
Who makes me move my feet
Forever will never be enough
Advancing in life, never to retreat
You makes my heart smile
Together as one within our days
Hands held tightly
Souls expose; naked in the morning rays

Word By Structured Word

  

Word by structured word
Searching for concrete textuality
She dropped her handkerchief coyly
Never again to forget her sexuality
Her head thrown back in a laugh
What makes her heart quicken its beat
I’m pacing – racking my distracted brain
Inspired to write, I hasten to take a seat

Projected Projects Of Fools & Rejects

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Projected projects of fools & rejects
Let it all flow from your heart & soul
Generations of towering acceptance
I heard your name in that rock & roll
Art making it okay to love again
Finding all the right ways to be free
Alone in your selfish dimension
Looking out over that swallowing sea
A chronicle of my words to save
I never questioned if anyone wanted
Though my ego is often wrong
A real perspective of posterity will remain haunted