Pinched Tail

Wild Honey

There You Stand

Garbs Of The Street

Endorphines

Unleashed

Waiting for happiness.

War Path

Remember Me Happy

Ode To You 'Above'

I Dream American, I Dream Big

Crack and Cycle Again

Hector's Babe

A Man

A Simple Poem

Ready For Attack

Just Write

Rickety Steps

Jamil Mohammad

What Does Distortion Create

The Stump of a Young Tree

These Shutters Are Getting Old

The Halo and the Coconut

Mood Ring

Opening the Lilies

Synopsis of Trees

High Up in the Mountain Tops

Fear The Jungle

Sorted Truth

His Land

Trouble With The Looking Glass

Trolling the Isle

Pompous Observations

Top Soil Lads

Embrace

Everything's Different

Lonely

Sit In Scorn

Shout Out

Sagacious Moon

Dance With Me Celts

What I Have To Do

A Gentle Lapping

Italian Coffee

Living Room

Bricks and Mortar

We The Living [Sacrificial Lambs]

Cool Rails

Member or Guest

Grasps Of Bloodshed

I Want That

Sugar Cane

Foundation

Crap Shoot / Wall Climb

Whooping Trees

The Rise in Fall Woolly Bear Caterpillars

Morning Glory

Stop! Spontaneous

The Final Whisper

There Was But One Monkey

Summer Heat

Someday They Will Be Grown

Swat Team Manifesto

Amidst The Moon

Ideas

Madman's Cafe

Dont Touch Anything

Great Escape

Lord's Prayer

Dreary Canals

Cut Throat Curiosity

Un-Suspecting Love

Short of Discovery

Anything's Better

Show Me

I Future

Songs

Wake Up

Dungy Rooms and Dark Alleys

The Whole Goddamn Fort Went Down

A Form of Neurosis

Turning Nothing Into A Dream

Waiting

Dissonant

Assumptions Closing In On Me

A Just Moment

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Body	The intemperate Beastlike eye, the sun Settles softly in the clouds. This lazy orange, Dragon eye stares Down the corridors Highway at me. Distressed and ugly I pretend not to be Bothered by this Constant judging. Unimpressed I resist Hollering in a fit At the hollow sky. Silently I wait in A seated, Meditative like state. Awaiting for the seeker Of my soul to take me To that pleasant land That is promised. Fitfully waiting, Face to face With the seer And the seeker. Now strong enough To observe and not Brave enough to show I care. I hide, Under the grass, as you reach Your gentle hands Towards me. They appear Soft like young lips. I circle like wild honey To find the weakness that you seek To destroy me by. My hope Is that we will never meet again. My dream is that I was strong Enough to meet you in my daydream. fitfully waiting, protecting, Refraining, forlorn.
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