i ain’t no academic
i don’t understand them words
if you cannot understand me
i’m sorry if it hurts
kjg 414pm 23 feb 2015
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i sought in thunder
what the light denied
it wasn’t pretty
when the darkness died
i sought a desert
where the rivers ran
to a wider ocean
than mankind could span
i found no purpose
i was all confused
the devil shook me
it was all a rouse
no perfect ending
could be so abused
kjg 622am 7 mar 2015
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Can I be odd?
I don’t want to be a fraud
And appear normal!
Normal’s a word
That can be absurd
Dressed up too formal!
I shudder to hear
With a tinny tin ear
That we might be subnormal!
But what can I say
I’d give it away
If I believed us to be paranormal!
kjg 1121pm 17 feb 2015
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it was early in the morning
about the break of day
i didn’t get a warning
and the waiter was away
i had to serve your beauty
no roses but the thorns
if love had such commitment
no one would be born
i heaved a sigh and relinquished
to what servitude there was
the freedom of my failure
to the undone gordian knot
kjg 1226am 6 feb 2015
As the starlings swarm
in a concise murmuration
humanity swarms
upon the face of Gaia
ever changing
twisting
into what collects
its entity
into a clear concise
consciousness
over time and
evolution
ultimately morphing
into something
far beyond its own
comprehension
kjg 138pm 6 feb 2016
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do you remember me
i’m sorry i…
we spent a weekend together
i really don’t…
twelve years ago
sorry…i don’t know you…
that’s ok, we were pretty stoned
there must be some mistake…
your son looks just like you
i really have to go…
we really had a good time
i wouldn’t know…
i’ll remember always
i guess you will
kjg 159am 31 jan 2015
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i’m old
i’m young
i’m what
cannot be
undone
gather no
conclusion
you’ll get
there too
even if
you run
kjg 130am 31 jan 2015
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no one plucks limp flowers
they’re not much in demand
youth is sacrificed on purpose
where beauty is at hand
we do not mourn the ugly
we mourn a joy forever
without the sacrifice of beauty
we have no bold endeavour
war’s beyond a meaning
so the old pluck virile flowers
to send to graves revealing
what harbours in their minds
where ugliness is beauty
and beauty’s left behind.
kjg 114am 31 jan 2014
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the storm salivates a turner madness
global in the mind of god
the vision fractures blue horizons
through the nozzle of a cod
where the wasteland grows a flower
not one visionary stands
all will falter in the offing
and resume their lilac glance
weary is the wild presuming
no one gathers truth in hand
entertainment is the blooming
as the audience demands
for whatever is a nothing
nothing is the stance
kjg 104am 31 jan 2015
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it happened near the border
where no one dared to walk
the lesson wasn’t pretty
but neither was the talk
she didn’t have her papers
she was searching for her child
who went missing in the morning
before the daylight ventured bright
they didn’t believe her story
they treated her like mud
a woman near the border
they knew something was up
distress is no solution
where soldiers wave their guns
let’s have some fun and show her
what happens when she runs
they brought her son before her
and shot him in the head
then raped her for their pleasure
and abused her while she bled
then left her slowly dying
on the road of no return
just to publish a clear warning
that hate can’t be undone
kjg 717pm 27 jan 2015
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