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Hice

handwritten from the little notebookmy new Hispanic friend read thishe speaks of delirium and decayand makes it become fantasythis is for himSelf DescriptadjectiveA Library (lieberry) is full of books they cover upp the words is what we use to read the Story Chapters and the Verse the beginning has a middle and the end.From the firs tpoem ever written you will never see the last self descriptadjective is my best one kept for Jesus as eye rest, Rudyard Kiplins stripling lad the Gunga DInn a water boy a better man then eye a Mexican from Mexico or Spain a Jesus man who drinks he smokes he even tokes his self discriptadjective he stones his bone he has his drunk religious bones and yet who am eye to judge this man has fed me solid food while eye can only steal his food not repay my mood is one of acceptance listen and receive this as iff Jesus gives me from this drunk will argue his religion frevor  seems misplaced so why obey some from of Law replaced with Grace perhaps the Jewish Sabbath Day falls on our American Wednesday no He smiles it is on Saturday what matter what is the matter iff drunk and full of more then mere religion everyone has a bananna everyone has something that they must have they place it first in mind in heart in soul so black in need of sin and yet please carry food again come back to me my Mexican GUnga Dinn you Jinn from Old Mexico or Spain. My old freind.

The Jesus Freak

The Jesus Freak

The Jesus Freak

eye walked to the center of the city sqaure in the middle of the city eye began to shamy belly mye tattoe was the original tattoe green my huge thing is jesus preaching on the orange crate eye stand orate my heavens business as eye dance my boots longing to go walking my eyes cryeing at the gestures and the smoking and the drinking in the crowded doorways all the homeless singing Jesus Freak the song eye told them of heavens highway how he walked there from Gethsemane eye told them he is the Rose of Sharon on the highway out of Rome you can get there on any homeless road when they refuse us service in the fast food places when they move you from the open doorways in the rain now you must go eye told them Jesus slept. Jesus slept. Charlax wept. How he walked into the nowhere to be free. Just like us just like ewe just like me we wish to be the Jesus Freak the homeless and the rich the love and the found and lost and the sick the lame and the blind and the wondering and wandering minstrails and the wayside preachers the minstrials and the outright lost and homeless Jesus freaks will find him past the city past the gates past the killing and the hate past the useful mess they made you will find the heavens gate and how my heart did flutter in my haste and how eye danced and how eye preached this homeless Jesus Freak relates took the beatings took the hate took the shame of Jesus on my face my body broken in my haste to be the orignal green belly tattoed Jesus Freak The Jesus Freak today

NOstalgia

NOstalgia

NOstalgia

Life was a small color television set in the living room of a small town middle america when life was young and mother was around and love was still found STOP past is gone now no time for NOstalgia eye am day to day existence is homelessness my life a mess where is my forgivenness eye feel so bad most of the time is spent not giving in to my tendency to suicide the truth hurts that life seems a total waste of time it hurts my pain is broken bones and nerve endings gone wrong CHRONIC pain is often dealt with in the Hospital with Medicines but my funding is severe poor remedies at best my life is still the mess no power here no flag waving at my home no pride no love inside my wasted bones protrude into my flesh it hurts to be alive my head not usable for work for poems and for poetry instead of money and fame eye dead eye dead the words engraved for all who whittle time away to read eye am not completly destitute eye have my institution well in hand the constitution lining the bird cage of the rich the clothing and the food eye need all in all not a bad way to end a life by living dead and making rhyme my poem is my life why do any of you see the strife the storms dumped rain near me and now the key is life the words we write and speak why does any body see the difficulty to be me tripping on my fingers typing of my lost and sordid past is now my life today NOstalgia

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sea green peas in cans of solyant brown and green again against the gristle from the meal might be my poor Uncle Tom the Cabin boy is gone or Remus the rabbit bone was hard with barbs like bone sticking in my mouth just glad eye did not swallow it living poor and all alone this accident decided me to write this tome a poem a pome a incidental mess made in the field they love the green and brown of peas in pod cans cans of pods chopped with choppers chopping chipping chirping people not included exclude the people from the peas let them not be found in cans of green and brown of solyant peas poor Uncle Sam stop including victims of the war torn strife in the pea split soup the noise is definitely defiantly deafing me give me lots of cow products from the sea horses let the read mete out the words of justixposition north then south then west then east lima bean porknbean baked bean white tasteless bean human bean left out. Fill in the blank little boys and girls please do not add my Uncle ___ to the can of Solyant Peas. Now count with me to Six One Six Two Six Three

Spilt INfinitive Split INfinite

Spilt INfinitive

Split INfinite

 

Milk gets old in the creamer you are in a 24 hoour Restaurant do not add this to your coffee drink it seperately and rather quickly then hide the coffee in the cupp with your mustachio so they will not see it is only black and you will soon discover love only iff you straddle the fence vote both tickets walk on the creek bank your money in your pocket only spend it for your needs live your lifetime to be mended like a poets dreams is there any thing new under the sun shine sally forth find that job pay threw the nose gay and happy is the lifelong dream of a poet in the street is not a beggar unless he needs seems to rhyme with thought or bought or boughs of green green grasses down home kindling laid to rest in urns of wages wars will stop the peace will come the final resting place is undecided election office bored rooms full of shuffling feet nerves at fever pitch a ball and a strike one to nothing in the inning is the windup and the stretch it is Golden Gardner in the last leg against them all fall down the London Bridge is used in Snooker the Pool is where the water lies. Near the taciturn users where the door jambs open close open close all day long is the shadow and short is the hump back fish is good with fries perhaps you should just Kethcup to the eye now you should see me smile. Oh good lord eye spilt the milk and split goodbye.

Old Shoes and No Shoes and New Shoes

Old Shoes and No Shoes and New Shoes

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Old shoes are made to malfunction they glue them at the HOrse Hide factory they intend them to come apart when you are jogging in place on the Tennis Court see her face when the sole drops off onto the clay court is fouled with solyant green messages when she cusses the Nike crowd out to the edge of the green there is one animal seen with those expansive dollar sign Nike on his feet he is a Tiger in the Woods and in the bed he rules them all the Queens wear only threads on facebook tell us to buy smart and so we try again to get those cheap imports but only then we lose them to the chewing gum on sidewalk sticks and tears the soles of cheap glue tennis shoe comes off and everyone is poor there is no middle classic income lasting wear beyond me the Nike gets them robbed just like the 501 Jeans the hidden ganger class rules the City fast as you can say the Joker comes and takes them off your feet and sells them to get cheaper ones to wear they fall apart on poorer classic feet tell it this way what was eye trying to say in so many other words they still sell inferior products to the people with fewer money the rich pay a higher asking price a one time fee for polished goods they last a good long time it has been this way since the Romans built the Seven Hills Market Place. Tell me now its not the way they do it with everything its the Brand New Name on the can of SOlyant Green Hu Man Beans that makes it worth the price is steeped in Tea leavings chased down the sidewalk on the side streets those $666.xx Nike they glow in the dark shining in the headlights give it upp cracker boy take them off give them to the THIEVES that drive in the Hood they yearn them. Eye leave with this one thought the gum the gum the gum shoe is the one that lasts keep sticking tape and gum where sole is leaving upper canvas and soon so very soon you will have to get more money to get the new old no shoes.

EGO

EGO

EGO

every good omen

ego statistical

eggs gone omelet

entire gregarious overviews

ecch goo onstuck

elevate giant overshoes

enchilada green omega

ego is the pride you never gave up to Jesus

ego is the self predication or predilection

ego is the false idea that you matter to others

ego is the advancement of society madness to the point that money is a lesser god ruling the streets and the avenues and stores you have to be working to get a job you have to be someone with a phone to call your own ego overblown egg head on the phone walking in a circle of your own making losing signal space in transitory race with time the martian rocks fell meteoric into the sea specifically Doctor Leather is phoning out sounds suspiciously like Shaving Lather is foaming out try it and phonetically when the iron ore is red and the dust of martians tread the treadle making beds of industry let me tell you all my theory of the universe for eye knoe how suns are formed and planets made and life goes on in other worlds and other words of time the ego and the Odyssey of love for the devil is lofty he rules he rules he rules 666 he wishes to rule the heavens as well as the worlds the reason the rocks have fallen in Morroco near Spain the Martians are sure the North Africans will wish to study them to see if there is a Spanish Connection to Mars. It should be investigated to see iff the Martians have invaded earth them suckers are not very tall they may be crawling out of all those old rocks now. Eye had a vision of them swimming across the Spainish divide to Spain at least they will speak Hispanic there will be someone there able to understand them. Que Pasa y Martian  ? Eye am a poor Illegal Alien from Mars do you grok water next month will be my Valentine do you grok kissing do you grok love ?