Archive for January 9th, 2011

More Without Mercy

Words proclaim loudly,

God will never give more

Than can be handled.

He won’t let you

Be destroyed.

Pray for more mercy.

Best to be destroyed,

Like a rodent.

But it is not

My gift to extinguish.


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Lost in the Dark of White

Brilliant powder prances swiftly on the land

Brightness alleviates desire for man’s instruments

Dance and frolic, remember the fun, light shakes

We want more; we always want more thick shine

When more is here, we freeze, we stutter, we hide

Fears of insane crunching metals stopping humanity

Avoid the madness, bring more, dance and run away

More becomes the nothingness that blesses us


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Friends in Colors Now

They are slow, smile big

Browns of the most warmth

Dark, thick browns hold the soul

Dance, dance, shift, dance, pop

Heads bounce in circles, smile big

Presents are here they love

Big fluffy white tangles softly

Backside like their prey

Tricky games and presents

Blacks, whites, browns mix softly

Dance with big, huge smiles

Fuse orange, round happiness

They glue broken brain cells

Agile paws loving human hands

Make the instant with velvet light

Huge, good day that boings big

Lick and love and worship

Life turns tolerable, bright green

Rid us of  the past, erase the bad

Exterminate our scary future

They love right now, always there

My dogs help me live big and good


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