...a partially pillaged page...

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Something Within

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Saturday, May 29, 2010

A Baby Born in Brooklyn

Wondrous and wilful – stopped with a pillful –

And brought down to see yourself making movies…

Making mayhem – Forward thinking…

Backdraft drinking – Last and Lingering –

And Everything – Yes!


Everything is your last chance to chime in and bring you to a place to believe again… Corrugated dinning – rough trying to build yourself up – To be my buttercup – Enough of this artsy – shut-up.

Time to sing of more – what are you waiting for…

...A dramatic pause or poise…


Sex is easy to write about when you’re trying to spout a piece of unknown truth – build from the roots – Unravel the laces on your boots – It’s enough to see true to you and then decide… And then decide – On where we’ll take our ride. It’s not a question of pride… I wish for more than what I’ve seen – An infinite number of Ice Cream Flavoooouuurs – You’re the one looking for sweet favours…

I’m trying to break through to get through to you – See anew…


But enough again to the power of 10 – This “ew” rhymes…

Innumerous couplets –

I’ve had enough of it. To get off again – to find within…

All the last moments of what we started with –

True to you – Not just see through –


Un-glue this thing that has to do with you...

The same but different...