Sabra Hime & Smog (I.P.)

The hunger of smog, only likely to grow, the kings dilemma and heartbrakes for lottery seeming a favourite luck was taking no bribes. The many who were led out

Straight-out of the delivery box

Straight-out of the delivery box Unharmed by the surgeon’s knife His newly delivered laptop coos. It laughs whist it gripes & grasps At his forefinger! “Now” already

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Doodle, for children

The Coming of Age. February Part 1.

I have always longed to go skiing and now the opportunity is about to come my way.

The Jungle Parable of Democracy

The current electoral democracy is like a hut in a deep jungle built by a man who was eaten by tigers.

me in me - or besides myself??

i know where i am, and i know where ill be, right here besides myself as always you see, ill never leave me like the sea at low tide, my only true friend right here by my side,

Reuniting with Big Nessa

It must be amazing to come to a high school reunion and say, rather honestly, that you are a dolphin trainer. If I didn’t know better, I’d claim you were a big fat liar.

Generations.

You never wanted to hold me, Am I to be ashamed of my age? You turned on me as death came I needed you to hold me. You never told me you loved me Am I not worthy of your words?

I used to dream about

I used to dream about knowing the difference between dreaming and waking. I used to be able to turn into the wind and talk to God without thinking that I was just kidding myself.

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