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A train journey to OxfordThe train clatters on, questions pour from vacant mouths: one track mind.A train journey to Oxford
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machine horizon, cancerous towers blight the sky; artificial tears.
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Rail-side flowers droop, concrete fingers choking innocent stems: serial rape.
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Come on! I was tired! ... that's my excuse ...


Old TimerPixel screens whiz by, restless parents miss these joys: just a second!Old Timer
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Late nights in springtime, vacant windows see good times; times to remember.
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Pale moon in glass panes, shattered by urgent demands: is that the time?!
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Sorry about the poorer quality, but, in a stroke of irony I've run out of time.


A collection of haikusInk stains on paper, sully the sun-kissed skyline: the pen drops.A collection of haikus
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Gum rolls on the tongue; purgatory in a silver packet: an empty bin.
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The bookshelf by the window, open sky in leather-bound reflection: the page turns.
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Electric pain, Apathy arches the back; Eyes open.
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Quiet corridors echoes of words unspoken-- time hangs ...
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summer afternoon, unity of earth and feet: the sound of the wind.


Happiness is a Dead UlyssesLived the life of top hats Haberdasher and mixed drinks I wear my pants the right wayHappiness is a Dead Ulysses
Made of soot, panache Dredge my soul
From the crevices of a diner stool
Too cold to feel Too many wings pierce
The iron steel of my spine I want to visualize I am not real Neither are you Nor is your Ancestry
Topple the tree Overthrow your enlightened grandfather You’ve lost the magic touch
Nothing can be done now We despise you
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I hate you and everything you stand for.
Exept if it conforms to my beliefs.
Backs up my beliefs unintentionally by showing the opposite as wrong.
Or if I don't know you, and you're pretty.
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I hate you and everything you stand for.
Exept if it conforms to my beliefs.
Backs up my beliefs unintentionally by showing the opposite as wrong.
Or if I don't know you, and you're pretty.
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"If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, infinite."
-William Blake
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I hate you and everything you stand for.
Exept if it conforms to my beliefs.
Backs up my beliefs unintentionally by showing the opposite as wrong.
Or if I don't know you, and you're pretty.
--
"If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, infinite."
-William Blake
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I hate you and everything you stand for.
Exept if it conforms to my beliefs.
Backs up my beliefs unintentionally by showing the opposite as wrong.
Or if I don't know you, and you're pretty.
From whence did this insightful collection of words arise?
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"If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, infinite."
-William Blake
Now, help me do something interesting, create a duel between 2 artists
My mind needs similiar to accomplish it's funky daydream.
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I hate you and everything you stand for.
Exept if it conforms to my beliefs.
Backs up my beliefs unintentionally by showing the opposite as wrong.
Or if I don't know you, and you're pretty.
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