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- What places have escaped from this sphere
- For has a child been given the light
- or the backhanded kiss
- of a lost young girl
- And so many times Have we returned
- To the quest of eternity
- searching the brazen barren fields
- For one solitary tree
- We have kissed the moon
- in the darkness
- of a thousand funny and at the same time sacred
- afternoons
- The brother went by
- He was trodden down in its ways
- And the horses nostrilsflared and the hooves
- fell swiftly
- For the land seemeth to say in glory
- for all to behold the syptom
- On the whim we fell below
- The drinks that flowed
- Speak like a river
- that flows softly
- And kiss like the stuff of
- flowers which move in our arms
- The hour has come and
- gone the glass has been
- left to stat
- behind the glory
- awaits thee in the shadows
- of the recesses of our minds
- The people have
- traversed the sky the people have traversed our sky
- We have dwindeled in our approach
- the
- mirth has swallowed us both
- the people with smiles have
- reproached
- the spaces with love we did approach
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- with forked tongues wills broached
- She sometimes likes to go down to the sea
- and watch the waves
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- and sometimes hold you close to her sea
- And let your will pass
- And if you are kind
- sometimes she will take you down
- And for this she cannot be blamed
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- So,metimes I would like
- To try and take you--baby
- To the highest
- and most
- Beautiful of planes
- And furrther whisper in your ear
- complaints
- thousand have seen whisprs before them escape
- Into the wild blueness of these skkies
- Forever from today I think upon you
- Believing all the kindnesses were freegh
- And still
- beyonde
- The searching
- endlessly
- I take you further alaways further
- beyond unto me
- Birds believe
- Swamps feed
- Bluelight
- and what teses
- Further still
- On and on and on and on and on and on on and in and on and on and on forever it goes
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- Sweet feelings
- Beleif and greatness
- Sweet feelings
- Sweet feelings
- Turn us out
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- Times said we were the most amazing
- The creatures---of the night
- which were our bloved friends
- Danced with us and lauughed along with us
- WWe were never too removed to know
- The essence of this impassioned life
- We were, as poets would say
- The everlasting apperture
- Of the flowing language and within the pertinent city-life
- We were my love, all of these things
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- I would hold you
- As flowers claim to hold the sun
- In a garden which
- Formed out of my heart
- I wasAble to keep free of weeds
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- Inside the office of our daily life
- The pretenders to hold this crown of glory
- Came in a lascitude or lasciviousness to hurl
- These thngs which they uphold are forbearings
- For, they need, as a neccesary neccessity
- Ho;d the deeds which shpw the direction we must undertake
- And the lawyers that come to speak in free terms
- At times not collecting fees but doing benefit work---charity
- Say they will put forward the necessaity of law
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- This law, of love, they know from deep in their breasts
- And the know as we thatm, they must close it out
- A forclusure and sealing of the dealmust be propogated
- And the history lain in certain terms and doleanted form
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- We, in the end, are never more than simple onlookers
- You have woken up countless times
- And heard me speak to show you thislove which is still
- But moves to seduce your dreams
- You see it everyday
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- As it carresses the bosom of the fashion
- I hold close to your spiritual face
- The customers all agree
- That I am a semblance of the man
- Who once gave you something to think upon
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- Anbd how can I release you into the world first
- Before allowing of myself to claim you
- As a flower to put in my hair, as a decoration
- The passages of time have shown us all
- That translucent skies holds no strange memories
- Of the wars that were fought and left incomplete
- Or the girls that was shown to be simply a cheap frivolity
- The journey that was left on done by the travellor becaus he got distracted
- Along the highway by yet anopther purpose
- All things which are without end and, end uite suddenly
- And the meaning which was given great discourse
- But left with empty speech of a naive communicator
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- To the lawso the love
- To the ones who cast out demons
- This church holds no ill decision
- To the fathersTop the mothers
- To the children of the latter
- The church holds forth no ill decision
- To the monet
- To the canfdles that burn brightly
- To the prayers
- And to the desires of the rich
- The church holds forth no ill decision
- To the glory then
- And also the epitomy=--=the scarley
- Letters and to the hegemony
- Neither
- The Church holds forth no ill decision
- In many ages and many skies
- Pn the gras llyong down his bottle
- And reclining to taste
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- The nectar which flows from her blessed breast
- The Holy mother gives fourth the milk into the mouth of the blessed child
- The Maddonna was once painted blackIn history tales are told of many customs
- Now unknown---not fully understood
- Old lores and disciplines---yes
- But relevance?
- What relevance does a Black Maddona hold to any people.
- Many years a discipline of the flaggelant crooss
- Was used to fortell of a ever-spiraaling custom
- The custom was heretical
- The thought banished
- Therefore wwere also the men
- The men were never headed thereofre
- The message never understood
- The glory forgotten therforethe past miunderstood and made ingnorant
- The black maddonna was to call upon mankind no more---all had come first circle
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- They move about with loud voices
- They are there
- Living in th4 houses
- And residing in the high tall sky srapers
- The steel empires of the isolated
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- They come to us in numbersand they come to us in computers
- But they never speak of rhymes except when they are in bed with you
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- You can see them there
- The fascists beating up on the one he does not know
- And they are holding uptheir brands and staing love is their emblem
- When they loudly sleep with you
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- The men have sen to it that the young girl
- understand the purpose behind his madness
- As a sacrifice must be made to hold the love within his angry breast
- And blesssed be he who is given such kindness
- It is his right
- It is his destiny
- She will show him the inner peace when she loves him
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- Concepts of the wild
- Concepts of the brave
- Concepts of the courageous
- Concepts of the safe
- All wish to be in a place of their own
- We have seen them
- So often before
- Too many times to count them
- Open up an encyclopedia
- And look under the words
- Fascist, communist, anarchist,
- Democratic, Republic, Dictatorist,
- Rapist, poet
- The boy sprang up from the solitude
- And sang out the song
- That was inspired by a thousand artists and poets,
- who speak of the poor dissident who wished t return
- to the land they were banished from
- Because their ideas did not gell
- with the style, of the worldly men
- Such reasons lie in tis little country
- Crawling through the jungle
- what do I think of snakes vipers,, and constrictors
- through the city streets
- snakes of all nationalities
- Ha ha to know the forlorn happiness
- Of the individual snake
- He may bartter his soul
- Or he may barter his woman
- just to get his hands upon the gold
- that the society said would deny him
- He comes as a seducer
- And takes her down
- And she comes to me with fire in her eyes
- Collected she has been
- And now herself a collecotr
- I have to satisfy her burning eyes
- which of course stems from her appetite
- She has spenmt too nmuch time eating the stuff of snakes
- Hear us such twisted laughter
- And so, some boys are bad
- and some boys are good
- some are crazy
- Inside the place where they have been---in their thoughts
- their safe home
- You try to make a lstiong peace
- sometimes that will love you back
- The people who live out on the street
- Bleieve they cannot ever make it back
- The voices say in smiles and beliefs
- Their way is wise at best
- Those who have seen stay and keep the mechanisms which predetermine the test.
- And sunlight returns to enlighten us
- for the love of the worlers here,
- the work to be where we bought our trust
- keeping it well oiled and drowning in fear
- The brash boys with absolution
- say we have conquered because we are strong
- and with acts sprung from interlocutions
- stuck together with steel rivets and golden thongs
- You may beleive in what has passed before
- You may pass to the right of left
- And brown your white skin on this unique shore
- And barter the residue of whatever's left
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- It is not hard to see how
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- who have made it
- have tried to make and brand their modern know how
- They
- who say they wish it
- are like those countless hoardes
- who have tried to stay but failed
- And as the sun sets well,
- hide away into the shadows
- that have been left behind for you.
- Each has their place we say,
- and in the house
- Weseet the people who like us,
- defend the glory
- the brash crowd
- And in the gathering places---in the bars
- gathering strenth with unity
- ;ay them down in quiet and peace,
- for they have said
- I am this I am like that
- I have seen the high
- I have touched the sky
- I have traversed the street,
- And swimmed to be on the other side,
- And went back again to be back again
- Old friends old old friends gone back some more
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- I see you lie beside me
- and I am seeing it as it was
- before we came here
- To be more and more
- more than we were before
- I imagine
- that many things pass in your mind,
- things such as
- when will life be offerred to me
- something that I willwant
- as my lover dreams of me
- I wonder, what it is
- what makes your inspiration go
- what fascinations lie buries deep inside
- the mind there which---at this here time
- lies asleeep and still---so peaceful
- My guesses were once all so clear
- That the eyes I looked into,
- were the same eyes as I thought held for me
- a place that was so good and great
- A confidence was there, that was beautiful---as bwautiful as your body
- And as a revision of this thinking came late; as I watched her
- in the diffferent establishments we went together
- although still prevalent in love,---I wondered
- what meaning do I give you---my precious love,
- which makes you so attracted to me
- Am I not the one who
- with a certain childlike form
- came into the privateness of your home
- and played with the toys whichthere, linguered like the most beautiful
- song ever written
- By who were these designs created
- by who was this music made. By the fathomless recesses
- of the mind which in a person stayed like
- a tribute to our orld.
- Now I wonder, if I have perhaps
- stayed too long, in this place which you
- have made for yourself and
- shared and offerred with me.
- At times as I see you lie
- so fragile and nubile
- The form of your body
- the only things which
- lights up the room I see you breath so gently, and what is more
- than this, what imponderableness
- lies at the core of your creation
- This fantastic force locked together by your sexuality
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- I would offer you up to the highest sphere
- And say you may look, but may not touch
- I wuld grasp unto the rail, as the passengers diembark
- And say this loveless sail shall not carry you off
- And I woul;d in hot passion, kiss you in a crowded square
- like a male gorilla turning his back to say you may
- look, not at me, but at her face, which I so possess now
- The passion grows as people get older---perhaps because
- they learn to accept what one or the other wants more
- This is secondary however
- to the questioning
- The afternoon when you were late
- and I thought you weren't saying what you wanted to have done
- And fire in your eyes
- and the alluring gaitwhich you developed newly and recently
- as the years changed you---all such wonders and all such
- wonders in themselves. I wonder
- It came to pass as ehermits say, that time
- has proven him right
- And as love claims at the top of some gallery,
- I have conquered her heart that was up in the aires of those who were in content formed
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- And it has been made to wallow before the masses, and named by
- my acceptance of you for who you are
- And of course. This would not have worked, if it had gone unreciprocated
- it would have ended in a one night stand or some
- similar thing, as I gave you flowers and a note I wrote while
- worshipping the merits of a fine bottle of wine
- You kinow me, for what I am.l
- I know you in as much as, time has allowed me.
- In the rythms, and in the cycles,
- of your body. no those of which a woman must endure,
- rather those simple ones that years, passions---moodes hold
- it is a fascinating thing. You mak me wonder
- But still you are so beautiful
- A friend has come and left us with an invitiation
- such invitations are, for the most part,unheralded
- I have wanted no short time to be present in their bright ormation
- You on the other hand, are always fascinated by the interwoven aspects
- of the love these friends hold for each other---as well you should
- for they are there and nothing else is more vitriol than these young minds---so full of
- dreams
- No matter what it takes I will hold myself to you as much as yopu
- ypurself to me. I with resolve swear
- I will not let you down
- There is, something, that you will see fo yourself
- Or at least, I will lead you to
- If I cannot, and you do not see, perhaps I will be
- lost in this ship---isolated from the comraderie of your heart
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- Take you down to forever
- fast as a rocket on acid nitro
- and se all the lights burning bright
- across the vernal skies
- The lust will say. This is great
- Take you beyond the cycles of love
- to show you to the ones as you shine
- And you will feelthe rush of night
- in the streets laid bare
- Your naked feet will touch the street and rejoice
- Further and Further, further still
- I will make you lure the lure we give
- And glory will be here for your sweet mouth to kiss
- Take you with a pill inside
- To m,ake you sweat
- And further rhyme
- along the rich boulevard
- The ladies and the gentlemen will cry, give us some
- Take you down with fire in my eyes
- to a catapulted acid sky
- And se the people buirn in frenzied high
- in the glorious atmosphere
- They will say, yopu are the god today
- Further further,lower lower
- You will take me and I willffeel elecric
- all along your electric body as I drain you passion to white
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- Won't slow down, no won't stop
- won't say I can get enough
- You will want to go faster as
- the light crosses your face
- Can'tdo without it
- Further than the neon blue
- of Vegas rollers taking spins
- Along the inside track of carnal sins
- Ypu will want me more than, the steel your hand grasps
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- There appears to be an intrigue in the blue blue sky
- The clock moves slowly down the wall
- and clamors on the floor for extra time
- And the voices which IO hear
- sem to say a mysterious figure there wishes to be seduced
- Its voice is silent, as silent as a statue
- There is and not only appears, to be a scandal in your eyes,
- as I take your ringed hand and let it touch me
- it moves like a snake would to show frivolity
- And the sighs I hear are only me
- Seem to be mysterious moans of lust echoeing down a drum of hearts
- Its shape as open ato interpretation as your body
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- Beware of me you who reads this say this bag of written air
- Beware of me
- Beware of me
- Beware
- I speak to say to you tat if your heart is hard
- beware
- There are lies in my head
- intrigues---spies.
- I hit myselfwith drugs to alter the state of things
- beware.
- If you wish to retain your innocence do not payattention to this---poet
- I have seen the girl learn to speak of the world
- she then threw me oput into it
- I took her by the hand and she screamed
- forgwet all about it
- The intrigue must begin
- The hawks begin to hunt
- Its talons have swooped down and grasped my soul
- as would he holyspirit. Now the girl is blessed
- with the language of the sophisticated world
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- I sang a song
- to make you stay, longer with me
- baby
- I sang that song
- which the people killed
- brave
- I cried a verse
- I quenched a thirst to make you stay
- Darling
- But loove of this kind cannot be bartered.
- I gave acurse
- I broke this worst
- I screamed outloud to make you certain
- I broke this will
- I killed a thrill
- Filled
- But reason of this sort cannot be invented
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- When the sun
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- over all oher things
- Even the sky
- Just because the sun is bright
- And glares at men does not mean
- he rules or has the tools to be the things which attracts their attention
- It is the choice of one to rule
- And it is the choice of manyto follow
- Ultimateresponsibility rests with no one in particular
- I don't care if you go
- And make a name for yourself
- You can if you want
- I won't petend to be able to stop you
- Yhere in the world
- Make your mark
- Strike your enemy
- Break his children
- I will watch you go to it
- in all ferocity
- Apply yourself the same way
- as with the same tenacity and desire
- As when we made love
- Take the sexual prowess
- part of which I gave to you
- And turn it into the strenth you need
- to intimidate your cinfreres
- Show them what you can do
- Show them all
- You have the power to do it
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- I did not love you to show you weakness
- I did not give to you lies with my body
- My mind saw what we were
- and it will stay
- and stay behind if needs be
- to watch the flower unfolding
- And to see the world suffer under the hands which shape
- All that which they touch
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- farther to the shore
- and watch as the waves pass by
- Theglorious light goes through her fibre like hair---so soft
- And see ho she kisses the blueness/
- She will sit down by the sea and dream
- of boys with strong shoulders and fast legs
- That run fast and who are fierce
- And if she has it to come back with me
- Again to feel the passion of my touch
- I will wish the rest of this world goodluck
- I will continue to go
- Further still with her
- And see the progress that has been made
- By all the people everyone
- all the parties concerned
- And see the state rule with kindness or with grief
- With poetry or with a shield
- And if she has within me
- Yo take me down to hear the traffic of the jets inthe sea shells
- I will put my ear to the one she holds up
- And wonder, at the vernal sea before us
- It will go on and on forever between th fighters and the lovers
- the duellers willpick up sword and draw a line in the sand
- The morning will come faster as the apex approaches further
- And I will watch as she sits in the cafe
- argueng with friends ever so softly
- And let her be brave
- and let her be safe as she states her pbright opinions with wanton expressions
- And if she wants to stay forever
- II will go
- with her to see the children play
- And as we kiss on vernal bliss I willlet the youth take all the rest saway
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- the eys have said
- That no man would
- And no woman wouldn't
- Surely the eys have seen
- what they said they would see fit
- Ti wallow in the aforethought
- like trees in the summer heat
- The birds rest in the shade
- Asmen lay down below its branches
- The path to tommorrow is laiden
- With branches that have been broken
- They represent the times that ideas
- Wereleft behind
- In their place
- wonder
- In their placeglory
- In their place greatness
- In their place farther
- I have trained in the art
- Of making trees grow
- Or at least I think
- But the bird
- But the birds may think
- That I have left
- the foliage to concealing of thenm
- The wind too harsh
- in thier open spaces
- The girl might want to be more independent
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- Such love as never
- never before love
- Like aplatter of love
- This love brings
- None before this love
- This liveliness before the chatter
- The chatter of the lovers
- Lie beofre the love will bring
- Everbefore the lover
- Lies life before the platter
- Of love before the lover
- this life the love will bring
- And froever into the love
- this lover will
- love the lover
- The lover before the platter
- the love will forever cling
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- You have seen me before
- I have been
- The lonely one
- The one who
- with cheers andgood tidings
- Left you wondering at your broken shadow
- I have kissed you
- boldly on the lips
- Like a judas kiss
- I have departed before
- Left then scene and you yopur party
- I am the dream that came and then vanished
- Before you could show it off
- I have kissed you
- Boldly on the lips
- Like a judas kiss
- I have given the imitation
- Of agreatpatron
- And styed to quench my thirst
- I have been seen around this fountain
- And drunk upon the potion
- before you couldclaim its due
- I have kissed you
- Boldly on the lips
- Like a judas kiss
- I have gone further than you wanted
- I have kissed you on the lips
- I have touched you deeper than they
- Boldly upon your lips
- I have touched their fibre and left you without place
- Like a judas
- I have come back
- Before you were announced
- To have survived the journey to the crown I lay for humankind
- I have kissed you
- Boldly on the lips
- Like a judas kiss
- I have kissed you
- Blodly on the lips
- Like a judas kiss
- Like the childrens' kiss
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- The engine of disepute
- cascades down the mountain hugging the tracks as it veers
- to stay on the path
- The people in the train feel safe
- You have said that I
- IAm the one who has beenleft
- without a true friend in this world
- I see you dance at night
- and they will allow you
- to speak of me in these horrid terms
- It is your right my love
- To say You herald from above
- On a ahigher plane than some
- Wjho have fallen out of love
- You have let them jab me in the spine
- Why not for
- I was not there
- But I could feel it the next day
- And the waiters said
- I never was nice
- Never left them anything
- And seven swilled the wine
- It is your journey
- Along with your patrimnony
- And along with this hegemony
- You will be so full of baloney
- You have left me out in the street
- (where I belong)
- And the bums will trample on my feet
- As my fobed they trample upon
- But nasty tidings may be worst
- When tomoorrow comes
- For then it is when I feel your curse
- When I see that you have gone
- You may for it is your right
- And the prerogative of the life
- To build a better find
- Than the one you had left to die
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- Some sort of destiny lies beneath me now
- And there are times when life
- Is just a big long game
- It may or may not be a good game to play
- There are times when it just begs to be given up
- For a taste of greener pastures
- On the horizon change offers it a hand
- You can almost reach out and grab it
- But responsibility cruel oftentimes bitter
- Can say t you you must stay where you are
- A friend is in need of your wit
- And a life is more important in itself than a life'sindependent minute
- You are travelling towards
- Afelow that has fallen on stiff times
- You have the moneyor the umbrella
- You give out a lone and a dry spot
- Life is a bastard
- Nothing comes to those that wait
- You know that you will never see the dividends
- You know the girl is simply buying time
- You have the reason to get involves
- And you find within ypu, that you also have the will
- She kisses you
- hlds you
- Makes yopu a promise
- and you wait for another year
- You wait to see
- The blosoms bloom
- The roses to pen full and red
- The vines to ripen
- to harvest the wine
- And if you are fortunate---to sell it
- Always back to the well
- Some never have enough time
- Totake all the water out of that bottomless pit
- You have seen the colour of the rain fall
- And the seasons change
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- the hours pass
- You are here the lady
- And men that want you watch
- The greater part of all this scene
- Your face dances ion this tonal reach
- And grasp for life and love
- It has gone on to the plane
- Which carries the river down
- to the sea of a thousand salty tears
- All purpose has been lain
- Out as evidence
- And you say with strength it is yours
- But you mayy not ask it of anyone
- Who has asked nothing of you
- in the first place
- Wonder at it and wonder some more
- The actions are precedents of the murderous floor
- Dance when you feel you don't want anymore
- Feel the throbbing passion do not be the bbore
- Action is necessary for it permits
- All to go on and on
- With the lives
- Which they need to take with them
- To the other side of the night
- You are there to please
- And They will collect you
- Whoever has made you belive it is alright
- To be yopurself
- The passion
- It is all right
- to be a little while
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- Wonder at it and wonder some more
- The actions are precedents of the murderous floor
- Dance when you feel you don't want anymore
- Feel the throbbing passion evwn though your earts sore
- The night has passed out the crinks
- And the ladies and gentlemen believe in this
- For they have been here to see it
- And they have seen it because
- They have come out of design
- To do something
- anything
- this tthis things
- which is worthwhile
- The black jetys of fashion moves
- and the players dance and throw the dice as the horses tranple themm under their hooves
- Passion
- I the one ingredient that binds
- Each to the other and makes you feel
- This is allright
- That tonight you may take
- What you have earned
- You have set ot uop
- Comprised the plan
- Set out the act which
- is the act instead
- And this night
- It is yours
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- Wonder at it and wonder some more
- The actions are precedents of the murderous floor
- Dance when you feel you don't want anymore
- Feel the throbbing passion do not be the bbore
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- The actions are precedents of the murderous floor
- Dance when you feel you don't want anymore
- Feel the throbbing passion even though your hearts sore
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- Mr. Machiavelli
- The prince
- Has prepared the plate
- And placed it before the patrons
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- are rich enough
- to enjoy
- his brand
- of deleicasies
- He has been to places
- Far and wide
- And seen the many educated faces
- Of the ones who will properly dine
- tonight
- He even
- Went down
- To Vegas to shine
- Some people on
- A little bit too muich
- In his state of grace
- But Oh well
- That is the way it all turned out
- He has benen waiting
- a long long time
- To be at this loca-
- tion
- in dire
- straits
- in need of
- love of love
- of love
- of love
- of love
- of love
- He looks for a wife
- Times have brought him
- to this expperience
- And you have let him
- Learn your stylle of dance
- Under the moonlight
- To very very intense
- Tonight
- You are not
- Here to barter
- You are his passion in right of wrong
- No reason has
- passed this chance
- up b
- before
- And now it is
- a repkaying of the way
- For he has fallen on his highway
- Decked out in clothes
- That brought you hear
- He has laid bare his flesh
- for all to see
- as much
- Asthe friends woulld wish
- to be different now
- than he is
- The deal has been ratified through long long days
- The opnes who ngotiate
- negotiate
- negotiatee without haste
- Mr Machiavelli has been called
- to serve
- hibrand of potatoes
- The staple
- of all the peasants
- And decked out in the fine raimants of gold
- He as come tonight
- to serve
- He sits down before the menue dearly
- conserved under his arm by the side of his heart
- And tells the tale
- of a place he has gone
- and information
- so valuable
- for intelligent people
- to thinkk
- upon
- And when the world has been
- made the right shade
- of black and decorat-
- ed with his brightness
- Sufficient light
- will fall upon your face
- To show the the way it has been made to rest
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- I was walking soflty down the shallows
- Of this vernal place,this vernal heart, this eternal bloom
- At times when you listen
- You can tell
- That
- some things aren't exactly
- You know
- I was broken, I was shaken
- I was incredulous and barren
- Some times its convincing
- its convincing
- But I tell you he doesn't know
- He thinks he does
- But
- I was fallen
- And I was cold
- NMy head was heavy
- I was sold
- My baby was being sold
- Ideas of another man
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- that enters without delay
- To watch go down
- and move so gently
- with instruction all about them and with gifts and smiles
- And direction but she cannot be told
- because it is her that they wish to know
- And the fanfare with slurs
- Of roses before swine
- And the shiny daffodils
- of the comliments so kind
- Deranged and arranged
- As if by shakespeare
- and they tell her speak,nor cry
- But it is her that makes them all rhyme
- Then a picture is taken formulas comprised
- That would allude to forgivings
- and allowances
- and even Christs' church
- The rppest permit
- The weddings of the profit
- And the glorious angels all flap their wings
- But she is the one about whom they sing
- And the modern fancy society
- Makes some music and some rhymes
- And they go to the concerto and begin to make it dine
- The proper class amd the proper reunion
- And they take there
- and take her picture
- and for this she cannot be blames
- Thi she cannot be tamed
- And this she cannot be held in immitation
- but she must be made popular as pictures move
- but she is the vitalest part
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- of a million other pictures
- I have shown that a thousand things
- Can spring from one idea
- And tha which I have made has become something that
- others would never defend
- I have drawn up a pathway
- Thay have drawn borders
- Alongside it a fortress
- They have made the battlements
- I go to the bar and sit
- Put my hat down---my only friends
- And order drinks
- I have swilled now
- Now that the drinks are cheap and I am a poor slob---the enmey of all the world
- I plan there
- With my friends,
- And then go home to write my gravely signatures
- I go out again and make assignments
- And the Cia and the Mossad nows what I do
- They read my peoptry in a trnaslated tongue and know I speak babdly about the jews
- The mossad and its clickety click blows my head off
- On a quiet sunday afternoon.
- But I will rise
- I will return
- And as I pass by friends or at least
- People I once knew I will look at them in the eye
- with the gaul to claim
- I w8ill be back
- My peoms will reanimate my body.
- And again I will go home,
- And speak a foul about my world
- Writing as I do about things that I have no guts to pertend have any meaning
- Anf deny myself
- The damned poet that I am
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- ALAIN LALONDE
- Rural Enterprises
- 1345 3rd st. East apt. 206 K6H-2G6
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- Dear concerned member of city representatives:
- I would like to tell you about a situation which occurred in 1992 at St. Lawence college
concerning myself, and a dispute I had with those who were giving a course. The course was
Behavioural Science Technician or as it is known today Social Service worker.
- I believe I was mistreated and possibly discriminated against because of my affiliation
with the Mental Health system.
- I have kept all the documentation from that timeand would like to meet
with you and discuss my reasons for believing they acted in a stonewalling fashion. Thank
You
- Yours Truly
- Do you know me
- as I was before
- The dawn of this new
day
- I was
- A man of graven glory
- Sent out as if by magic
- I did tell
- Such tale of journeys past
- As you listened you did follow
- My future with a past
- I am he
- I say I yell
- I am he I am I am he
- He.
- Go, with me to the room
- Where nymphs fell softly in magical geometric swoon
- Come ye
- With me
- And fall upon the sea
- Of this mortal mans bed
- And see, the arcane profits from a manly estate and pleasure
- Do not cover your formed body up
- As per concealment of stately formulas comprised
- Of learned approaches in a governments diplomatic disguise
- Take thine skin as simply to open as the doves spread downy wings
- upon the moist warm air of hazy mornings
- I will be the canvass as the sky is to their image
- gone reconciled with you
- Remember, when it was fresh an pure
- Some have regretted it was lost
- Others spent it with disproportionate guilt
- and fall down in no small approbation
- I am the one to whom love bids is lifes truth
- fall, and embrace what we are both
- No change
- Just me and you
- I will take thee again to were we stayed
- when we aspired for these truths
- when we aspired for these truths
- Come, as we aspire for some truths.
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- There was a tale
- To b told
- I do not know of ages
- long ago
- I was told
- And now as you I know
- Takes these verbs from me
- Andcaptain onward
- to the sea of man
- the land of mans landing
- to the place where we all an stand
- Wemayrejoice around
- The place so sure
- That it as waited in its orm for thee
- hand in myhand
- land to my land
- Across the sea of man
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- Grace
- As grace lies quiet
- for an afterglow
- The nice hearth of ages past bruns
- a meody
- into the breath of me
- I sang
- Quiet
- I sang
- words of quiet
- But loud, enough to be heard
- I sang
- and now the night is quiet
- except for the aferglow
- Of this friendly hearth
- The clay is beten down
- Quiet hearth
- Of generations bound
- I am testimony in the sound
- from which reverberated all around
- Some spirits have spoken outin fear
- Yes, they had all been heard so clear to say
- as white graceful and powerful ladies
- Yes they were heard
- Andsome have aken to the wooden place thee
- Where the trees ave been all cut and foliaged burnt
- Up into the swarms and gnats of yesteryears
- That journeyed plans of bluenprints turned
- To tell this mortal vein
- of an illustrious mna
- I herthe quiet words ofyour breath speak
- I make a stand
- I make a stand
- I make my stand
- Even for hose who can never understand
- I say to you
- yes, I am that man
- Who so longago made love to you
- I will give you flowers
- I will, give you great things
- I will
- I will give unto you
- What was in the lins ofour passion
- Just as per when we were true lovers
- There is no shame here
- Dfor I can make unto youas angels cry
- When angels go out of the light
- To the place where angels go tob fight.
- This, is true,
- Do not dny me
- Who has seen unto the days of your beuty
- The resaons we came together
- We are still there
- I that place
- Like the place of all men
- They can see in us
- The repertoire
- which has neer left us
- And still the words sings boldly as before
- The wisdoms of nour hearts
- yet even thoughthey traveled
- orb travailed, gone past the island
- of evermore to man
- Fellow mna
- This skin
- So soft as per once irst born
- Silkier by years of optimization
- lay it down upon the bed like the doves down on a humid hazy morning
- I wi;ll guide thee to the canvass
- Of this world of learned men.
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- Have the das been so
- bareas wisdom is wished
- Upon this stste I stare
- And claim nothing but whts wished
- To stsely avenue
- Let us still
- Yet again
- Pursue truth
- Did thou see the mornings
- shine is evevescen glow
- The reason of our offering
- In methods appropo
- Of some simple callings
- yYet
- We were neer the same
- as thiosewho wondered lusly
- At the beauty ofsuch ishes
- Some wait for times to reveal,
- Some hsten out the truth
- We take it, all in greatstride
- For we made up the rules.
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- Confusion And Ill Timing
- Requiem for a journey in deed
- This is the farthest reaching---beyond all deeds
- One hs seen it to make all tranparencies urue
- But yet theclothing seldom fits
- This form, of lost wit
- Upon lifes destiny, heartbreak is strewn
- Chalked up to something to lose
- But there are many govenements
- Whse life and duty has made upon it a career
- And all around ithat which is ignble
- Has bought ignoble decorum upon te foes of it
- Younger journey
- Faster upon the quest
- Questor Journey
- Quieter cast upon the reef
- Younger journey
- Faster upon the quest
- Questor Journey
- Quieter cast upon the reef
- Younger journey
- Faster upon the quest
- Questor Journey
- Quieter cast upon the reef
- Younger journey
- Faster upon the quest
- Questor Journey
- Quieter cast upon the reef
- Quieter cast upon the reef
- Quieter cast upon the reef
- Quieter cast upon the reef
- Quieter cast upon the reef
- Quieter cast upon the reef
- Quieter cast upon the reef
- Quieter cast
- Quieter cast
- Quieter cast
- Quieter
- Quieter
- Quieter
- Quieter
- Quieter
- Quieter
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- Yes it has come and gone
- Jounreyed throughout it all---
- glory years packed with false hopes
- It could never win
- It could never beak throgh
- It would see the dy
- Neither in all purpose gain some purpose
- Not evn on the day of which it didst give birth
- And upon it its name
- Etched unto a arble tomb
- Et in arcadia ego
- I was als upon this road out of eternal glory to transient passing man
- Quiet
- and all but around us
- Vermis such as rats find swoon upon the fathom
- Of ths stoic tomb
- t in Arcadia Ego: This mans burden
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- The Struggle
- Hav you seen
- The days of life
- And have you gone
- To he other side
- What wisdoms lay
- In what domain
- Whee have all gone
- The hearths flame
- Some say life is abetter cthing
- Thand reasons falling down slippery tiles
- But I have seen so many lies
- It doesnt matter just need to hide
- Or stay
- Wat jourenys march
- And what compny
- Wht governemnt
- And what identity
- A child is born
- Stay pure and tue
- And furthermore
- For me and you
- Where do we go when the people sing
- A song of lust or murdering
- A csingular requisitioning
- Of the slight of hand
- Of our lonely
society.
- Good or bad
- bad versesgood
- Start off mad
- And end up where you would
- But if your pure
- Just made of light
- Theyll batten down
- Against the formal crowd
- Alain Lalonde
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