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The midnight pianos
of old
Arrive
with
That cold
Sadness,
and I laugh,
in musical
Madness –
Into the brash
vast
Darkness,
Phantom
among
phantoms;
I reach
for
my sword
to
Fight,
As
an
angel
in
Flight
Lands
&
speaks
Time’s
Sands
Over
my
heart
Over
my
lands
With
eternal
demands.
-
Remnants Are Spaces
My father passed
and yet –
His
Boots remained,
intact –
built
to
last:
Stationary
in
a
way
He never was,
Like,
a marker
that
He
Was
How
he
was,
Was
Who
he
was.
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Your Face Upon My Face
This sun
or
star
or
Assortment
of
Stars
Shown
upon
me
In
Suns
or
stars
For
Days
&
days
In
Rays
&
rays
As
different
As
The dawn
Is
Exquisite
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Cipher_O posted an update 3 months ago
3 months ago (edited)
November Mosaic
I
The end of time
is
the inside
of
A poem. Have
a
nice
Roam. A
nice
Home. To
have
&
To hold
II
How the autumn
leavesform
psychedelic
Mosaics
III
Networks
of
find
Holding
together
the
Mind
IV
A smokey-misty design
Allin
The mind
V
Let the smoke rise
VI
As
Everything
Dies
VII
Such a time
to
Be alive
VIII
Everything alive
XI
Looking for
aPlace
to
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Cipher_O posted an update 3 months ago
Love TKO
Grew a beard out
&
dropped
out. What the
fuck
are – You
talking
about
Atmosphere
of
a. Cut diamond
Prismaticso
as to
Examine. This: Human
condition
Every birth
is
a
Mission. The choice
is
Yours. It’s
your
Decision
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Mind Bending Beauty
Urban homesteader – Urban shaman
Sittingon
a plot
of
Land. Compact
cowboy
fire. Up above -
Low loftedclouds. A
cold bold
Moon. Higher
Shirtless savage – Meme of steam
&
Smoke. Like
samurai swords
inscribed in
words
glowing
orange into
a
tinge of
gold. Bold
Cold
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Author's Note:
Finishing up a Rocket Mass Heater…
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Cipher_O posted an update 3 months ago
Until the End of Time
The end of time.
So
like
a
Poem. Finding
the
Rhyme. Divining
the
Reason. Of this
season
To
Season. Kalaidoscope
into
Which
We
Collide. A mystery
&A tide. All inside
The
Mind
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Welcome to The Show
Burning the midnight oil
Descendingwinds
of November
Howl. Visions of December – White out
Snowy treesfrozen seas
Ink blot. Taking the show
making
Soul. Being by
a
Fire. Flames rising
lower -
Higher. A burning
desire
to
Be. Via The Writing
&
The Poetry.
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Sound Unbound
Rouge waves
from silent
graves
A gravesilence
Ideas
like
Sirens
in
sight
&
Sound. Allow
them
to be said
Aloud. To
Abound. To
Resound
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Cipher_O posted an update 4 months ago
Everything///Everywhere
Requisites
of
The wilds. Where
the wild child
must
brave the
wild. Descend
into
the wild wind
upon
a din
of
Find. Everything
exploding
in
The mind. Every
design
a
Redesign. Everywhere
an everything
of
Find. Everything
of
everywhere
All inside: The mind.
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Premonition: A Vision
Cold sets in
seeking settlement
Collision course
upon critters
seeking settlement
A chaos
subliminally
liminal
Upon the course
from
which we
must
be committed
only
to be divorced
Subliminally
seemingly
This dream
seemingly
Seeking meaning...
Decision
to
Vision
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Shall///Will
No one ever cared
and we were
always
ever leaving
Here. I heard. You say
Justone of
those
days. Today
Let me
just
say
You will
find
your way
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Cipher_O posted an update 4 months ago
Rouge
I
Brush stroke waves – Razor blade made
Every sightseen
meant to fade: Glistening waveshimmering
Being. Tides of mind
Sceneof
Seen. Ride the tide
Be the
Being. Seeing
II
So much happened. The ghost of you
III
Through the darkness
Remaining true
IV
Sometimes
Thoughts
of
You
V
Seeking the self
&
Shedding skin
VI
Letting roulette
wheels
of
poetry: Spin
VII
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Gazing into the Oracle (Oracles of Fire)
Night, become hush, become
focal point
of
Fire. Captivation-mesmerization
On the outsidesof
the rush
to
Get home. Silence
to
Roam. Meditation-contemplation
Wet wood set
ablaze
like
the word:
Amaze. Life
as
A maze. This
night
like a maze
Everyone and everything
having
made the way
To the fire
at
The end of…
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You Know the Drill
Assassinated for finding your poetic voice
Participation
in
Fraternity. A closed
casket
Journey. If you
say
You see. Theywill
Call you: Crazy
how they
programmedthe
program
You gotta
be
Your: Own
Program. Driven
to decisions
under
the influence
of
a confluence
of
forces.
Drilling under six feet under
To: Wonder
&
Ponder
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Cipher_O posted an update 4 months ago
dynamite gunpowder gasoline
Stamped Earth
so like stone
O
How wecould
fade. To dust and dirt
So life like
O
How wecould
die
Tonight. In this home of: Hurt.
I roam under this street light
could eternityexist
in
This night? Oris this
the ness of nothingness?
Some may ask
Going forward poetically no brakes all gas
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Cipher_O posted an update 4 months ago
4 months ago (edited)
The Sharks of Schadenfreude
I rather enjoy
reading
the comments
on
youtube or reddit. Sometimes. Some
said:
[Fafo, I suppose.] Or. [Described
the series
of
events.] Which got
the X Jets
QBStabbed (Stabbing is in vogue now)
Puzzled
.
If you don’t laugh
You’ll
cry. With
some. Becoming
ai. With
Others. With me… I know
what
it is to
be in the twilight zone
&
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5 months ago (edited)
The Say of The Way
We are
for
the art
We have
found
our heart
Such a
beautiful
music
Beginning to play in the sway of the milky way
All it takes
is
fingertips to key
Sucha
succulent
sound
Setting the soul: Free
Having
its
Say - Finding the way
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It matters to me a lot to write every day, for a variety of reasons…
I…
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Cipher_O posted an update 5 months ago
5 months ago (edited)
Symphony of Moments
I
Levels of incarnation
in
A: Puff
of
Smoke
II
Everything
in
It’s: Place – To see
Place to be
The face
of
The fire
III
Shooting stars across fetus membranes
of
The birth of themselves
IV
Life of artist so like a life like portrait: On fire
V
Framed in segments – Named in segments
VI
I watched in silence, the flames rising lower – higher
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Cipher_O posted an update 6 months ago
Dude, I think I have plastic in my balls
We fucked up the fish
with six
pack
holders – Become
nets
Holding them by the necks
As above
Now
So below
Micro plastics
surroundings
becoming
Drastic-spasticpopulation
growth
stalls
What are these
calls
Having us by the balls
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