Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Timetrius

Timetrius
winter
somewhere there is one sock there is several left gloves there is one sordid mess there is bags full of things left outside then stolen there is lost manuscripts there is fourteen rusty nails there is scraps of paper stuck inside empty pockets full of hope there is orts there is the Apple peeling core the Banana Boat the rubber chicken no one keeps the enzyme in the yogurt the cook who spoils the broth the gum shoe the Valentine's from childhood you remember them the little Candy hearts that still Say I love U the napkins with those phone numbers from the bars and girls left over lollypops long playing records heroin needles one silver spoon the spoon would have been mine but never did eye ever keep them love oh Happy Valentine's
Sensorship

winter
Why censorship does not work OR why does everyone still use censorship to scare us. You do not judge correctly when you see the rule being broken when you decide to burn the user for doing something wrong you still refuse to see the good that he has done. You do not see my websites the poems total over 2004 the many good things for my readers the many good things for my love. You only sensed the final victory is won the wrong will be exonerated after all is said then done. Freedom is the God Given write to pursue happiness over conventional wisdom over others ideas of right or wrong stepping in your own excrement iff need be to be free of the injustices of some few in charge of scowled society. Fly in the face of the rule when the rule is wrong. Be free to write poetry. This is the last Golden Poet making Harmony in love.

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