Peter Panning 2

Part 2 of the five man series
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LEGENDS 2

We travel now with three in tow,
These others, oh,
For long we've known
And shared many nights,
With pints,
Beside the fire.
Trust them with our lives we do,
I'd recommend that you should too,
As stewards of honor are rare and hard to sire.
In time,
Our bond grew stronger yet,
Some lessons learned we can't forget,
As reckless blades and arrows met targets true.
Allies fell beside our feet
As sword and shield loudly meet,
But five prevailed
And hailed the king in tune.
Mind, heart, body and soul
The king was proud, his chest did bow,
When seeds of his enemies demise were sown
And grew.
Seeds did bloom
And peace came soon
The kingdom rejoiced at bounty's boon,
For evil seemed at bay entombed,
Feet cut from underneath.
Over time the stories waned
And hearts grew weak and memories faint.
Even stories of the five were forgotten too.
But written by fate
Our heroes did wait
For time thats right to inundate
And regale men's hearts with legends of the truth.
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Peter Panning

Part one of the 5 man series.
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LEGENDS 1

My never never land beckons
My superman.
Shield arm strong and sinewy.
Arcane force within these veins,
A common skill,
But not arranged.
Path of holy warden parts shadow
To see.
Another shares this power too
A brother,
Mage,
Far from a brute.
A learned scholar of text and codex, he.
Spinner of these mana strings
Within all that lives
And all that breathes
A fearless battle standard
Beats loud and clean.
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To be cont..... tomo.

Sometimes you trick yourself into believing good shit is bad for you.

This ones for you MJB.  Not necessarily about you, but as per your request.
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HALLS OF REFLECTION

Dying to be born
Into alien skin,
Heroism comes so naturally now,
Like ancient rocks falling
From tomb's mouth
Bidding come
Meet your brother,
Another man, half forgotten,
Here in ancient circumstance
Pushed away
By crowded modern matter.
Tongue unknown
Is chosen
And complexion green
In hews holds truth
Of the truest
Valiance within.
A part screaming
For acknowledgement,
Hoping to be made
Legitimate.
Sleep from eyes
Heavy with wandering
Lends reality to the unreal,
Albeit forcing life at twilight;
A purchased lifestyle,
Freeing and prohibitive.
In my heart is a lust
For adventure
Of my brother's world,
The kind I know
From our waxing spirit bond,
Born of carnal need for struggle
To earn victory
In battle.
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Motley.

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UNDERESTIMATED

Dr. Feelgood's wares are sorted
And occasionally social commentary
Comes from unlikely mouths.
I've been surprised
By my own ugliness
Before,
Finding truth unbearable,
But this....
Near unbelievable.
Like a fat kid,
Mid Hoho,
Coming to grips
With their sad addiction.
To whom is my life a parody?
I wish for one
Conversation,
To clear my conscience.
Why is this learning curve actually bewildering?
Put your audience at home.
Please them.
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Vote Dent.

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TWO FACE

I've noticed
That instability
Is occasionally admired.
Snap judgements
That fall to the right side
Of the coin,
Praised thusly.
Pay no mind
To that which doesn't mind you...
Everyones listening;
Victory is hidden
In the steam of emotion.
Find a way through
And the coin trick is yours.
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Cruisin' the Natchez

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BATH TIME

Language barrier
Bars obvious exchange.
Dark eyes
Beneath black hair
Like an ebon mask
Obscuring thought and intent
Further
Intimidation is used
Seemingly randomly
Almost more as a safeguard
For self assurance.
Uneasy aires
For unfamiliar company
Used to overseeing,
I am an exercise
In restraint for them
Mirrored in jet optics
Flipped and assimilated
As nature so often supplements
Curriculum for precious intel.
I will always be a mystery,
I will only puzzle myself.
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Yeah, if you can make money doing it it's ok.

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AND IF I'M POOR?

Weird guy
Finds the time
To love weird guy things.
Happiness.
A heartthrob,
A closeted lover,
Hidden from view.
Disfigured face,
Misshapen body
Lend contradiction
To such passionate love
Shared.
Fleeting feelings of normalcy
Shooed away,
"Find a new perch!"
Like bats
In a subdivided home.
Acceptance is spending power.
Perhaps my love will never be wealthy.
Today, forsaken love feels a thought
Worse than death.
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Abrupt endings make me smile.

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CONTRADICTIONS

Youthful curves,
Property of porcelain goddess.
Skin of addictive touch,
Scent of absolute fascination.
Eyes of indulgence,
Go ahead,
Drink until your heart aches.
A dizzying display of aptitude.
Citrus lips,
Full, ready, ripe.
Pursed,
In mimicry,
Of another.
A defense mechanism,
Or perhaps coping.
Hide the truth just deep enough
To avoid average attempts to ascertain authenticity.
To avoid uncovering an authentically purulent tongue.
An instinct
To rival that of the lemming.
For once a few words dive headlong to death
Quickly the rest rush to join.
She is general to the undead,
Advisor to demons,
Constituent of succubi....
All unwittingly.
And so, like an untrained dog,
She continues
To shit where she sleeps.
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Do you wanna date......

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TAKE IT AWAY EYWA........

Manufacture me
Some glory please,
A sense of accomplishment too
While you're at it.
Muscle bound and strapped,
Some things are worth coveting.
Truth of sullying,
One's true form,
Clears that up real quick anyway.
Galavant in this play pen
World
Disregarding reality
Forsaking birth right
For prospective
Prospectives.
I wish I could really say I'm better
On paper,
I'm not,
That's why I'm here.
Unobtanium.
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Reiteration

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CHALK ANOTHER UP

Possession is nine tenth's perception,
Based on convenience
Of what you want today.
If it were law
You'd be much further along
By now.
Fate-less expression
Given to the wind.
One in one million.
Smarts run in my family,
Right along side fear.
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Big kahuna

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BARKER - EWING

Epic indulgence,
So good it hurts.
Phantom pain
From my second,
Previous heart.
Choice is this ruler's surname,
Friend of the soundness
Of oneself.
Only capable of dwelling in caverns
And deep ravines.
Support carved
By millennia
Make most at home.
Strength of decision,
Like the snake.
Carving with brute force
To meander
Where it will.
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Roid rage.

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THE JUICE

Mediocrity is the moniker.
Fabled story
Spun of spider's
Silk.
Sticky trap asleep.
All but spider pray,
All but spider don't know.
Mandibles disassemble
These tries
But fail to sever ties
Of entanglement.
Holographic illusion.
What's wrong with
You?
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Run in.

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MAGNETO

My chest      aches.....
With the weight of one thousand
Spine crushing burdens.
The kind that seem relentless
In thought
And nature.
Silently protesting passengers
Awaken me at night
Ever pensive
Of next step and how to.
Little room for much else.
They are the nameless
Children,
Bastards;
From another man
Long gone but
Lingering still.
If intent was questionable
The old soul would have awoken
At five, but intent
Has always been pure.
Honest.
Albeit wrong at points.
Cries from hearts growing,
A love unexplored
Now simply waylaid and outgrown
Like a favorite pair of pants.
Beware.
Lies invest in many reputable faces
Commonly preying on misconceptions
Of fact and source
Leaving the strong,
Confused and waiting.
What seemed logical now leaves the heart
Vulnerable to pinpoint pierce
Of misguided honesty.
Time will not run backward
at the sight of briny tears.
Leave time,
And hope
And worry.
Awaken.
You have not lost a son
Estrangement is part of our story
Oddly meaning more
Between ourself than ourselves.
Nothing will ever be fixed.
Life must be lived
And awareness is our only optical plan.
Awareness of one another
Including unbidden passengers
Grief and love alike.
Offer yourself.
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Fat.

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IF ITS NOT CLASSIC

Aching innards,
The cheesy divine has poisoned me
Once again.
Lured by savory promises
Of substantiality.
Sign me a waiver
Snap stupidity
From it's perch
Press pause to dodge
These moments.
Fatten up the kill
I sing
At the bottom of my lungs
Heard by those who have ears
For my hum drum.
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I feel it. Rly. I do.

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DAS BOOT

Drowning in a steel cage
Gaseous escape fleeting
Hope of chance.
This biology will fail
From inability
To sublimate.
Soon frigid death
Will rush lungs invited
To the kill.
A sort of forced death
No peace here.
Mind melting
From this telekinetic war zone.
Anxiety laps at my lips
And pries
With cracking graphite fingers
To open hinged jaw
And throat.
Soulful stretch
Through body
Pulling outside in.
Demons won't come
Sleepless rest coats a pain
huddled in it's proximity.
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Dear, physics Please hurry up.

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TWA

Close to forgotten
Chance at daily redemption
Like ribs out of place,
A pain in my side
A need to set.
These brush strokes
Are forgetting,
Leaving sadness
Of shadowfiend
To wallow
In singular loneliness.
Alien body
And voice
Severed for the minute
Clarity on a subject
Springs forth
Like wine from a carafe
Dancing on tongue in july.
Soon I will amass
My army of moments
And honor time
Lost.
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Super Heroes

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MEDIEVAL

Shattered back
And brittle decisions
The spiny man moans
Wishing
For a new life.
Replacement of this penance
Cage.
Blood bathing legs
From confines too tight
A reminder
Change is elusive.
What new device
Of self torture
Is he working on now?
Ones for restriction of thought
And ones for expansion of judgement
No doubt.
Take my heart.
I don't deserve it.
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All of the sudden

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BODIES IN THE BACKYARD

Rationing understanding.
Acceptance moisturizes
Parched skin, burnt
From heated jealousy
Years searing in avoidance.
Your code is
Fucking
Bullshit.
Hard work is essential,
But your ignorance is
Fucking
Rank.
Who the
Fuck
Are you?
You are my desert,
Throat dry and eyes full of grit.
You are why
I can never seem to get one
Fucking
Clear look at myself.
Running commentary
On worlds unknown
To yourself.
Fear motivates the manic,
And when it hits the fan
You lose your
Fucking
Marbles.
I will not be like you.
You are wrong.
You will not change.
You are closed minded.
How the
Fuck
Will I love you?
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Panting

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I CAN TELL

Waiting for scraps
Like a dog.
Embers down and smoke
Filled longhouse.
Table, hours empty
Cold.
Relentlessly waiting,
Dogs will debase
Unwittingly
Due to ignorant nature
And priority.
Sustenance more important
Than maintenance,
Proclaiming a deft lack
Of awareness
A feral disconnect
Asserting now
Over human nature.
Stores empty from time to time,
Although door is still hinged.
It still swings freely.
Perception is third nature
To the feral,
As introspection goes only
KneeD      eep.
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Catch twenty two.

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7x7 AINT ENOUGH

Descending star of youth
Fade to white
Old light aged
By travel exudes
Health
From dwarfed past.
Love holds no points
Hostage
But instead rules
Connecting fearful
To fearful
Providing old light
Bright from old shoulders
Muddied by sons and daughters.
My father's star
Is small, not humble
Cold blue
Sight does deceive
As a glow warmer than bright
Does resurrect
Old, dead limbs
Frozen from exposure,
Hidden and packed
In white denial.
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Seriously, I'm not nervous.

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PITFALL

Conversation made convenient
By lack of physicality.
Temporary lapse
Of defined presence.
Subconsciously,
Mouth agape,
Breathing heavily,
Mind's eye staring
Vacantly
At unseen points.
Timing of handmade language
Assumes honesty
For hurried obligation.
Many have been broken
By semi-familiar looks
From ones who hold
Such fraudulent powers.
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BFF LOL

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FORGETFUL JON

There's part of me
That falls apart
Just from you're unrealized
Footsteps.
Silent slippers
Fashioned by fear
And purchased
With pennies of denial.
Subterfuge lends a foot
As silent guilt slips
In the backdoor
Setting fire to preparation,
Planting unsavory seeds.
Excavation seems unnecessary
Destruction of self
Is a painful lazy river.
No start
Or stop
Only hidden intersections
Easily ignored or forgotten
Blurring
Until grey
faced and emaciated.
One confused,
So far as to forget to eat
Stumbles forth to fall
Downhill
Disappearing
Into condensation's wafting attempt:
Illusion of sublime.
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Labotomy

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CAN YOU HEAR YOURSELF?

Mine field,
Misery.
My feet always break
Your tiptoe trance
Pulling on a suddenly interested focus.
Wounds of origin
Carelessly bound
And treated symptomatically.
Guilt straps me in
Presses me to my seat
Soon to break
100 mph.
Resistance,
I feel it
But unnoticed
It physics wasted
On the preoccupied.
Transfigured from seat to saddle
And bobbing steals repetition's seed
Replacing typical repetition
Now motions are going through you.
Still no response.
"Come alive Frankenstein!!!
No, you're much worse."
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Moses Supposes.

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CAN'T STAY GOTTA GO

Smash and grab lifestyle.
Temporary compendium
Of compiled moves
Sputter out long before
The first pawn falls.
Why not just enjoy the view?
Why the loss?
The win?
Everyone can be;
Isn't that fair?
Smash and grab lifestyle
Insatiable starter until death
Finishes it.
I love, love.
Thats easy.
"How to?" is "How much?".
Smash and grab lifestyle
It borrows nothing
From the hourglass,


Right?
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What is responsibility?

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FOLLOW HIM

Prison by decision
Not of court or jury
But by conscience;
A love for a friend
Hardly born.
As supposed reason for captivity
Is denied
Ground does shutter
Breaking misty minded moods
Rousing remembrance
Of previous requisition
To my cell.
Bayard believed
And by decision broke destiny
For love of the estranged.
The love of an idea.
Alas, escape eludes
Sleep draws near.
In twilight shades
Mind forages for hope
Of lay about days
Stretching few
From the hard won nook
Made thus far.
This is but a waypoint.
A place of penance
And preparation.
Leaving makes you holy.
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I just wanna run some fucking 5 mans.

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ALGALON

I was born
From rock and stone.
The dark sky kept me warm.
Comforter to body and soul.
I slept in rivers
And waterfalls
Water's rush lulling
My mind.
I woke to peaks
And ate the rising sun
For hours.
The coldest ice,
Solely quenched my thirst.
Slowing came
Forgetfulness encroached.
Magic was lost.
Flying had fallen
And memories waned.
Until the warmth
Of the night sky revived
Me
And the stars
Guided
Me.
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Flava in ya ear

Why is the song, "Return of the mack" so good?  I can't even tell what the fuck Craig Mack is singing most of the time but I still love it.  "And know ya has been gown... return of the mack doo doo dee duh duh"  Thats what my ears hear, which, if you know me or the song, are not the correct lyrics.  If you haven't heard Craig Mack: Return of the mack please do so.
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LONG DIVISION

I work for the love
Of my life.
To post banner
And honor for work
Wrought of positivity.
Inky billows were foreign
Like eclairs,
Strange to the touch
And hiding worlds from view.
But first love and first bite
Won out in spite
Of the fact I'd already eaten that night.
Sometimes hunger takes on a body
Of it's own
And moves through a man
With a motive
To satiate and satisfy.
Place meaning and banish
Thoughtless misrepresentations
Of meek ideas
Of what this man should be.
So I thank a word
For helping me to feel better:
Division.
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Shadowfiend.

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LOST ON YOU

Three men
One conversation
Words float out of a canopy
Leaving blank stares
On sloth and swallow
Misty paintings rise
Viewed by animal eyes
Wonder is impossible
Emotion improbable
Anger may pass
Taking with it a sensibility
Which checked the balance
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Pain in the neck.

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LEAVE HOME

Pain makes it's home
In still waters
Scattering tidal pools.
Life abundant
Evaporation mocking
In snail salute
And procession.
The sun fails,
The wind fails.
Leave pain's home.
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Orgo

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EXOTHERMIC

I want to be
True.
To love
And my beloved.
Acceptance is never earned
As human nature runs
Like a related, perpendicular line
Crossing briefly
It's counterpart.
One's interest
Is in one's story.
One story feels empty.
Cross the threshold
Guarantee an entrance
Official.
An agreement
Vague and elusive,
Seemingly worth it.
Voice alone calls,
"Risk is catalyst,
come or go."
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