people are bad seeds

people are bad seeds

June 17, 2014 at 6:22pm

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people are bad seeds The Stone Gods Jeanette Winterson a novel I said to Spike, “is this how it ends ?” She said, “it isnt ended yet.” page 88 hard cover edition

people are bad seeds
The Stone Gods
Jeanette Winterson
a novel
I said to Spike, “is this how it ends ?”
She said, “it isnt ended yet.”
page 88 hard cover edition
they spew filthy lies believeing what they say to be the truth it causes my brain to glitch and hurt they smile when they see how it causes me the pain
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people hurt me
they killed me
death is slow torture
and they will die somehow
eye think they have forgotten that part
they will die no matter how long they live
they will die for they were created and they were mean and they will die
they will suffer until they die they will suffer they will die
this is the end of time
my pain makes me suffer and hurt
and hate
there is no love can find a place in me today
people are bad seeds

April 31 or MAY DAY one April 31 or MAY DAY one

April 31 or MAY DAY one April 31 or MAY DAY one

May 1, 2014 at 12:11pm

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on the first day of May CharlaX rested from his labors enjoy the NPM poems

April 31 or MAY DAY one April 31 or MAY DAY one
stick a forck in me eye am done a burnt toast on the run Back in the May Day when the eye was younger a tad pole a lad role they scared us with The Cold War Teaching fear to every eye HOlocaust was a Nuclear Weapon of Destruction the hate in me for law still comes from being busted trying to have funn we drank too many beers and wine and like any alcholic we drank liquor and we learned to use cheap drugs dont ask (gasp) most of my mental problems stem from the neck up to the head just from getting high we smoked a lot of grass and cursed the dealers a dime bag was only a nickle way back when May was young thirty pieces of Judas Silver bought ounces in a bag of three or four fingers even now they are only about the same forty five dollars it is the dealers game the thing is mostly stems and seeds go figure means go think about this April last May Day poem on the run Kruschev banged his shoe on the Podium jail food was no fun one sided sandwiches and a cold coffee made with stinking water done with Fluoride or Formaldehyde May Day is now happeneing just for all the readers and the minions on the first day of May CharlaX rested from his labors enjoy the NPM poems — in Florida. - See more at:http://s198.photobucket.com/user/Junelax/media/charlax%20keeper/APRIL%202014/1513847_10152291155964002_737079072_n.jpg.html?sort=3&o=0#sthash.ijurs0cu.dpuf

Aprill 30 Worry is a Wedge

Aprill 30
Aprill 30
Worry is a Wedge
Life is Les Miserables we look in fear into dark places all the Kings horses and all the kings men eye found a broken egg and shook the side of the sack three times in vain thinking it was hard broiled and yet it had no weight when eye finally saw it upp close it was only an empty eggshell no matter how much we love it is only a one way street the heart upon the sleeve leads me not into temperance or temper tantrums or temptations but too depression compression for no one can really love you as much as you think you still can love them it is what it is shoes upon my feet and bread and water too remember my imprisonmeant eye still crave meat to eat a fix like a dog gets eye eat the part they knoe knot off on the slanted plate like John the Baptist Silver Salver awaiting the coming of the Jesus or yet could it now be the coming of the 666 to end humanity the head too them now too become the dead poet a fitting end for eye a perfect diatribe the tribulation wedge me into WORRY
Aprill 30

March into April 29 March into April 29

March into April 29 March into April 29

April 29, 2014 at 12:42pm

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March into April 29 March into April 29 it rained it stopped it flodded my street it rained it stopped it turned the sky completely read and then it started raining again it was thundering and the rain almost did not stop again now the sun is expected to make an afternoon appearance so tired of all the rain then of National Poetry month anears and when someone calls to the battle will eye come naynay arrears eye use my time more like the accordian involving others in myh fears they move too slowly for help to arrive and so a man does not fight intrepid foes intent upon destruction remove them iff you can remove them is the important move to make remove them once again the earth will quake the sky will read mhy tome inside your happy home oven baked relate shuns me but there is some who need me to this very day they are the gold in the silver lining of the cloud the blue sky moves up into the dark clouds are leaving in the aftermath of the lightening war the thundar booming now over for another few days when the rain will come and stop and start it all again there was another rude man in my face he is a disgrace he was sleeping on the steps and telling people to go away this is a public place and when you tell a man to go you had better be bigger then a toad hit the road Jake and dont you look back take your pack and get a real job Joe are not the Lieberry guard however he will soon tell you what is what were you thinking this is not a prison and you are not in charge of dissing some of us on the street do this quite well and hope to slide March into April 29 - See more at: http://s198.photobucket.com/user/Junelax/media/charlax%20keeper/APRIL%202014/29.jpg.html?sort=3&o=3#sthash.CXm78g7z.dpuf
 — in Florida.

some who need me to this very day they are the gold in the silver lining of the cloud the blue sky moves up into the dark clouds are leaving

April 23 NPM Poetry MOnth poem 23

April 23 NPM Poetry MOnth poem 23

April 23, 2014 at 11:24am

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April 23 NPM Poetry MOnth poem 23

April 23 NPM Poetry MOnth poem 23
April 23 NPM Poetry MOnth poem 23
Street Smarts
OR
why do they do what they do upp on the street
ed.note.ed discarde the predicates and ad verbiage
the man on the byke parked and walked on the sidewalk back and forth the patrol car was parked across the street in the sign posted on the parking lot he could not see the man the policeman not the man was begging from the cars and once the policeman saw him but did not leave and eye grow tired of watching these machines
the boy was boogy woogy on the wall above the sidewalk he was dancing in his red shoes Dorthy come home he was waving at the traffic complete in side him selfish dance in place of laptop place a boy has took my seat he reeks he plays with his cell phone and hits me with the light it is dangerous
PEOPLE        sleeping in the oddest places under the edge of a roof beside a building closed and after hours alter egos gone home to watch tv the story on the program from the governmeant for me about the homeless epidemic dependents on the avenue is changing as we speak they are adding concrete walls in an effort to stop people there from jaywalking homeless creature
they move some people off the street in fear
they leave out to the forest with more beer bears surround the sound do not feed or leave more food around
people smoke they feed the need for drugs
people hate the white man is a joker
begging for more power the comic play goes on
cosmic hide aways fall short
a man on skype was speaking on his web cam from the sattelite he was homeless here in Florida down from North Carolina
he was so worried he would not take time to rest talking to someone so fast he did not like the people on the porch swing the camera around to hide the womans voice
gather my people in the sky from the ends of the earth to be way upp high
save them from the dirty city street
April 23 NPM Poetry MOnth poem 23

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APril 22 two more days to0 24

April 23, 2014 at 11:22am

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APril 22 two more days to0 24
APril 22 two more days to0 24 APril 22 two more days to0 24 April has a birthday in May be this will help me to remember her today Jimmy Stewart got so old he said he could not remember anything he had ever done he did Winston Smith in 1984 today eye remembered on the lieberry steppes how he trembled and lost the tobacco out of his cigarette afraid of going to the prison because the cameras were watching him not supposed to be smoking in this public place he got a flat apartmeant and tried to make love to a girl there and he could not keep it upp the rent was too steep upp hills and out of his mind with worry the police were ruling the city and now it is 2014 and all the city is equipped with cameras to watch the people not smoking in the area and old men still flirt with women in the park they just cant keep it upp the police are ruling the city patrolling all the while nearbye the men profile some are lovers some are fighters some are better then you are living homeless are disgraced and beaten men no pride left to defend but some are stronger then a stranger and they ahve with pride and fight they soon get weeded out and pour the liquor out a hole bunch of beer and vodka too the ground we hope they made it on the ant hill at least eye hope they spilled it in the ants supply they line the edges of the land escaping into clothing of the passerbye leaving scars when byteing me they hurt me the only good ant is a dead ant hari krishna loving ants do not pronounce me a hater only not a lover of the artistic rendering of plants without ants in a city ruled by cops ed.note.ed bed bugs byte in the shelter at night on the street is not asleep working on the light big brother is watching in fright
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APril202014 APril202014 A National Poetry MOnth POEm for Jesus

APril202014 A National Poetry MOnth POEm for Jesus

April 23, 2014 at 11:20am

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putt the easter egg here Happy Easter Sunday everybody in 2014 In March 2014,

APril202014
APril202014 APril202014 A National Poetry MOnth POEm for Jesus eye do not like the casual cavalier the attitude today is do anything you want but do not get caught also they say eye can go out and rob and a policeman will not drive up in my driveway snigger gangers gangs and hideaway guns they steal wet clothing left on a fence oh why do they do this it makes me look for clothes to take they took my old rain jacket and made me cuss a bunch of clothing became mine no time to search the street for the owner was missing and the clothing is now mind your manners mind your rules it is cruel to take the time putt the easter egg here Happy Easter Sunday everybody in 2014 In March 2014, Jupiter pops out at nightfall. Mars and Saturn are rising earlier. Venus remains a brilliant morning object. Mercury is also up before dawn. Venus is Rising. Erect tiles line the edge of board dom is the key to love. K J is reading and writing the authoress is clueless of my meaning and so am eye the monumeantal attitude कब्र को पालने पालने से कब्र से 6 वे मन से 5 विचारों आना दिल विचारों तब्दील 3 शब्दों को कविता बन जाता है 5 the moon is full of grace venus and mercury add light to mhy morning mourning in awe of visible stars in the event of the decimal point teaches me learning things without value is not the same as price the barking dog treed the coon how excellant what a decent docent view theft of circumstance is theft of time berift bereft of theft is mind scrounge and found is not stealing eye am smart on the street eye lift trash not baggage from the heap listen to the still small voice and ignore the thundar
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