Hanging With Suspicious Writers

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Hanging with suspicious writers

An overly socialized troop

Collectively creating

An emotionally battered group

Pondering word placement

& the value of existence

The quiet utility of thought

Inspiration compounding persistence

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The Value Of Beauty

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The value of beauty is in the eye of the beholder
The actual worth is whatever we think it’s
We gush & praise those we arbitrarily favor
We adorn with strands of pearls & diamond trinkets
There’s no basis for anything upon these axioms
Our hearts shape opinion without logical reason
But to divorce yourself from these passions,
Is to condemn your soul to unforgivable treason

Hanging With Suspicious Writers

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Hanging with suspicious writers

An overly socialized troop

Collectively creating

An emotionally battered group

Pondering word placement

& the value of existence

The quiet utility of thought

Inspiration compounding persistence

*previously posted on former blog

Hot Moms & Their Fancy Paychecks

Hot moms & their fancy paychecks

You’re nothing but a bartender’s dream

Playing your most important role

All your fantasies down by the stream

It’s all an image, but no substance

No longer is there anything real

Our value system fallen into disrepair

Anything left that you wish to feel

Give Me More Of That Of That Golden Perfection

  

Give me more of that of that golden perfection
Cast off anything not worthy of this glass
I do not care for your rants on responsibility
Do what you want, I know the value of a piece of ass
I find myself conflicted, this is a sullen day
Contradicting my words at every other turn
Personal beliefs & those everlasting tastes
Can I fix myself before I eternally burn
I push aside those apocalyptic thoughts
Look out towards those signs of salvation
Please walk with me Lord, I cannot do this alone
Lead me to surpass this decaying creation

Suburban queens & their diamond rings

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Suburban queens & their diamond rings

Thinking sparkling possessions are theirs

The object of so many men’s thoughts

Lustful fantasies in each of their stares

Primped, dolled & dressed to the nines

These bodies merely trophy wives to be stressed

They hold no special value for society

Beyond the contents under their dress

 

Celestial Bodies Writhe

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Celestial bodies writhe

Stars may not be an answer

But they may be a key

At the end of the Earth

You find no more ground

Dust falling off the coast

Sail around for awhile

Nurture love & freedom

Return to find me here

Within you, I find truth

A value to be upheld

Know the stark secret