my microscope blurred
motes borne on the abstract sea
in opposition

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pink, blue, blue, pink
the giant amoebas float by
as tree marries television!

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Thought transference through
diverse mediums – HELP ME
Sorry I’m just a fish.

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Felix just hoicked
And up came a fur ball - Yoiks!
Not a happy cat

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big bertha, small sun/son
earth and moon, entwined escape
from Fuji san's/son's/sun's milk

two of me in hand
is worth less than one of me
on your balcony

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a finch in a pinch
giving a one eyed staredown
happy to just be

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asphalt and concrete
a nowhere flickers with life
sparrow's arrival

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hey little fellow
having a break from seeking union
with the sunlit window.

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what we see here folks
is flying vermin, (but cute)
lice everywhere

Wheels within wheels
Mechanical, political
The world keeps turning.

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a man of the world
one that he made for himself
swapping steel for sun

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sex organ of the
technological machine,
man becomes subsumed.

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how very beautiful
that behind that mechanical feat,
an ordinary man

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steel and man entwine
meshing together at last
encircling them both

Deep hues of nightfall
Warm, alone, I own it all
At least until dawn

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this perfect urban
inviolate, peopleless,
non-human heaven

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lights are so pretty
I compose a little poem
not very witty

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Long hot summer night
I have found a reason to live,
walking the city.

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lights stay on for the
cold steel heart of the city
humanity gone

Sad and all alone,
No one I can call my own.
Why don't girls like me?

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You rage on Stoney
Careful where you point that gun
You may off someone

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as they say in France
'appyniss is a warm gun
bang bang, shoot shoot, yeah

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so what do ya want
more population control
squeeze the trigger, man

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Get away from me
with those damn rusty scissors
and that dull razor

in a black mirror
waters of life corrupted
my dark twin stares back

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an upside down world
where white-less eyes greet your gaze
mute in their despair

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oh, that sweet sweet crude
makes water reflect itself
and maybe smoke more

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colours glow,images flow
the primal pond of existence
keeps flowing - keeps growing...

Fates divine union
a child born from warring tribes
he chooses wisely

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Dignity remains
First nation spirits have flown
Gone, not forgotten

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what words can arise
upon seeing this wisdom
just thank you, and sorry

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Did cities once rise
Now long forgotten and lost?
What songs did they sing?

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calm yet fierce, he stands
waiting for the Great Spirit
bewildered absence