Scurvy Dogs

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THE PIRATES WHO DO NOTHING

I eb and flow
I'm to and fro.
I make stops here and there
But exact positions are unknown.
Northern wind absent
Or perhaps I sit teary eye'd
Staring into irons
Waiting for a change in the wind
To move me.
Mental image dawns:
A bloodied rutter arm
Scares me back
To the crow's nest.
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My mom wouldn't let me rent it.

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THAT SHIT WAS TOO HARD

Dr. Duodenum moans,
"Jim you bastard!
Do the job you were meant for!"
E.J. paces
And walks away,
Tired of snotty heroism
And misunderstood hi jinx.
A tired clown goes home
Back to being
Tired Jim.
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Back and again.

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TRAITOROUS

Inside me
Is a bottle
Of her majesty.
A portable bastion of righteousness.
A star in my heart
Not unlike,
"The one who lives at the top of the stair's" trespasser.
Temple of doom
Ritual commences.
Nothing is found,
No heart,
No star.
They are deeper yet,
Un-reachable.
Sunken to my feet.
My heart.
My star.
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I just wanna leave it.

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JITTERS

Uninspired measurements pile up
With no end in sight.
My lemming belief system
Brought me here.
Experience has taught me
And I am too good a student.
Leaving life for others
While failure and chance hang around
My neck.
Unrealized key,
That which cannot be lost
Still cannot shake me from my slumber.
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This isn't about Jessica Biel or was she in that other movie about magicians?

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THE PRESTIGE

My love for you is stronger than any magic.
Moving constellations in my universe.
Sharing starry nights,
Cities apart.
Every morning a sunset delivered,
Coffee made and breakfast consumed.
What's a few hours difference?
They are still our moments,
But only when we want them.
Tenderness brought to light
Proving ownership.
We are.
We are what happens when love appears.
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What is it good for?

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REGULATED

Love is plague
And miracle;
Murderous rage maker
And beautiful life maker.
The O.G.
The first "Great One".
Manwe's older brother, left from the texts,
Named "Catch 22".
An opportunity
And a congruous compromise.
Give and take.
Forget math,
Lest you live in a zero sum
Game.
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School is like this.

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DO I WANNA GO BACK?

My shoes are too tight
And my shirt is bunching.
My pockets are full of change
And candy wrappers;
An Amalgam
Of the nearly useless
Experiences today.
Thirst dawns
And useless becomes "Soda pop" primer
Slowly converting to a pocket full
Of stress experiences.
Fingers struggle to understand
"Feelings"
And intuition goes blind.
Today was a resume' builder,
I hope I get the job.
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Oops butterfingers

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E.S.P.

Figuring nothing
But plans to remove
My sweat and blood
Now consciously converted
As pulp and cotton.
Leading off with failure
To deliver
Less fallacy.
I trusted for truth.
Left with pavement spanning
Roads forced by worthless trust
Paved without need or knowledge
Left with none
To trust?
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Tempest-er

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KARLTRINA

This prose is feverish.
Heart in throat,
Pressure pushing,
Keeping me from my bono vox.
So I stop,
Like a break in the storm.
Yellow skies afire
And that slight pressure
That the universe uses
To tell you there's more.
Back in a flash!
Pent rage and fear fly by finger flick.
Confusion falling,
A misrepresentation
Due to these harsh environs.
So storm dies
But quietly rages on
Secretly assuring bright twilight
And stony slumber.
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Don't worry bout' em

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THEY'RE NIHILISTS JOHNNY

I'll pass along these words,
These carefully planned out words.
Shaped and molded
To resemble instrument of inquisition;
Forced like embalming loop
To mash and remove your brains.
"Implant my ideas
As they are clearly more reasonable,
Logical and clear."
Every body greeted
By this cold assumption of succor;
Belief in an unsung philanthropy
Is truly divisive,
Splitting you and I
As I fall prey time and again
To caste ruling
Of my own branding.
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Sinister Fineous Darkvire

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THE ARCHITECT IS MOST DANGEROUS

What seems a pointless pain
Points out my chronic condition.
My daily is against bone and sinew.
Edging, to win freedom
From my disguised eye's
natural coping game.
Fault is often pressed
Like a hot iron to polyester,
Quickly ruining more than
What was at stake
?
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Daylight stays

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HOT PAVEMENT UNDER FOOT

Boys run summer streets
Unaware of life spilling
Like an out of control drunk.
Abundance of feast
Run as hard as you can boy.
This moment you are alive
Don't you forget it!
Resignation's origin lies
In dank, dark insides
Leaving sun and air
To the blind
Of beauty taken granted.
Go live
Now.
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A to B

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HERMIONE TECH CHEATS

Your timing is terrible
And your choice of words...
Even worse.
You think you know?
Just cause' you've been there, done that?
Bull.
There are and will always be parts of me
You don't know about.
Parts that lie outside of even my influence,
Parts that neither allow or disallow
Anything
In general
Stretching to relate to what is known.
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Bull Headed

Internet went down last night.
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CAULIFLOWER EAR

No.
Stop.
You gotta wait
For others to speak along with you.
I'll keep refusing you,
So you better learn.
The closest thing I have to you
I that Hayes girl,
Frightened right out of what I wanted in the first place.
Caught between what it means
And what it means I have to do.
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Hope it makes sense

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BOOM BOOM OW

Clucky, clucky
Peck, peck, peck
I eat all the birdseed
Fallen round off the deck.
Second hand scraps
Taste delicious to me,
But I've promoted second hand abuse
I was first on the scene.
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Temperence

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THE LAWSON EFFECT

Take what comes
To get whatcha' got.
Days like today
I don't feel so hot.
Cause when I think too much
I realize what's not
Easy for me
So I scheme
And I plot.
For days and days
I rack my brain waves
Until epiphany's shadow
Comes round here and says,
"True,
It's not what you do
That troubles you through.
It's how your moods moves
And make you behave."
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Speak to the trees

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FIRE FALL

Insurmountable pain,
Seems a relentless demon
Summoned from my ninth.
Arachnid eyes in cluster
Miss no movement of mine,
Preventing escape and engagement.
And so I greet my awkward relative
With averting gaze and submission,
For fear of inbred retaliation.
I, like the ranger,
Hold the undead lives of thousands in hand
As I am a son
Of the nobles.
I alone command by the sword.
I shall have my day of victory,
When demon and summoner will submit to me
And bid me their will;
And I ascend tiers
To the second son of Nimloth
And his lonesome court
To grow strong
Like his hidden son.
Side by side to rule
In white.
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One is silver and the others gold.

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INCOMPATIBLE

You probably should go,
I mean you haven't done anything wrong,
But I think it'd be best if you left.
Yeah, you do make me happy.
I know, I know I'm "O.K."
It's just that
There is more for me
Than this;
More for me than you.
I am a shaper
And although consuming is required
Shaping is more so.
So please,
I think it'd be best
If you left.
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BLAH BLAH With a side of BLAH

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CAUGHT ME WITH MY EYES DOWN

Surprise!
I'm here.
Now.
You look
Different.
What does this mean?
Double rainbow?
Almost full circle?
Currently present
Enough
To document
And share.
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Give it a rest.

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EXCUSES TO DIE

Anxiety is a living nightmare.
My ever present companion,
Always quick to reassure me
That I'm doing more than not enough.
So I sun tan in my guilt rays
And bask in the steam
Of my doused inadequacy stones,
Embracing full on the choking sensation
Of this sweat lodge named panic.
I really paid to do this?
Worry is my pre-req
For grad courses in "Doing Nothing
With My Life",
Did I mention my dissertation is on
"Personal Paralyzation due to incorrect self-indulgence"?
I bet my parents would still be upset
If I dropped out.
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