Last Shadow of Wood

8/6/2019 Last Shadow of Wood

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Last Shadow of Wood 5/24/11 7:14 PM


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Nutopian Flag 5/24/11 7:14 PM


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All poems are under Share-a-like license

Cover photo taking by me and is under Share-a-like as well


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Thank You 5/24/11 7:14 PM

I would like to thank God for his daily blessings and I would like to thank

my beloved Kara who is always there when I need her.


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Contents 5/24/11 7:14 PM

Cereal and Tuna

Death Cow

Enjoy toke

Field of Joints

Knock at the door

Lunch Crumple

Monkey Silk

Muffin Mouse

O.P.

Out Foster

Pobble

Pumpkin Bong

Sad Penguin

Self-contained

Vomit Soup

Wheels of Time

Zennary Fidd


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Cereal and Tuna 5/24/11 7:14 PM

Cereal and Tuna went for a walk

Simply to talk

About the goats that came by air

On clouds of bras and underwear

What did they conclude?That your mothers face is extremely rude

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Death Cow 5/24/11 7:14 PM

Death you old cow

Will you set me free?

Will you take me away from this prison?

Or will you say yes but never do so

Leading me from one cell to anotherI will find out soon enough

I will find out soon enough

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Enjoy Toke 5/24/11 7:14 PM

Laying on the green and yellow patched grass

Gazing up at the night sky

Thin stretched clouds block the sun

Wind passes over my body

The smell of herb surrounds my bodyToking

A young thick assed Latina is with me

Her mouth wrapped tightly round my cock

Life is good JAH-JAH

Life is good

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Field of Joints 5/24/11 7:14 PM

I went walking through a field of joints

Picking and puffing

Feeling the pluff in my lungs filling my brain

Peace never set

In this field of joints

Many people were there in this field

Jingly sounds filled the air

All were toking and walking

Toking and dancing

Huffing and fucking

So now I go everyday through the field of joints

No one cares if youre a jock or a dork

Whether youre fat or thing

Its a real place, which seems out in space

But its right here on earth

So come one

Please come all

Take a stroll through the field of joints

Were everything is a 1970s smiley face

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Knock at the door 5/24/11 7:14 PM

Dont take anyones word for what is real and what is fantasy

Dont take anyones word for what you can and cant do

Push the limits of your mind

Engage your own soulExperiment with life

You might just find the impossible possible

Dont take anyones word for who you are and who youll be

Dont take anyones word for the path you should travel


Engage your own soul

Experiment with life


Old modes may rule the day

You dont have to accept them

Old ways will hold you down

Only if you let them

Push the limits of your mindEngage your own soul




Engage your own soul



Impossible is always possible

Impassible is always passable

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Lunch Crumple 5/24/11 7:14 PM

I have been here before

Staring through the blue

Not knowing how I arrived

An obscured point of view

The painting melts

Who are you?

Difficult to speak

Choke out the words to mute

Nothing here is real

Cling to everything

Watch it pass like sand in your hands

Lunch is over

A crowed yells

Im not closer to who I want to be

Daydream self is all I see

Drowned my soul in orange

It eases the pain but not the dysfunction

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Monkey Silk 5/24/11 7:14 PM

Silkworm sleeps

Monkey comes and eats the worm

Red monkey swims

At the risk of being eating by a lizard

Teary eyed monkey guardWatches his friend being eating

Lizard leaves

Dead body covered in flies

They pay respects

Then continue life

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Muffin Mouse 5/24/11 7:14 PM

One day Zennary was looking for dinner

Eight days passed eight days thinner

He looked high he looked low

He even spied on Helen the old crow

But alas dinner could not be hunted downSo he sat on a log with the fumbled frown

Until he heard the most pious sound

Which seemed to come from under the ground

When he put his eyes to the grass

He saw something as awkward as glass

It was a muffin mouse

No smaller than an elfin house

The mouse saw hungry Zennary and tried to run

Though he could not go far since he was 75% muffin

So Zennary did what Zennary should

He let his morsel say his mould

Then with a snaggidly haste

He swallowed that muffin mouse with eight seconds to waist

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O.P. 5/24/11 7:14 PM

Peanut brittle

Shaving

Taking a shit

Black and white tie-dye

Empty bagsPile of various beanie hats

Distant cars

Silent pavement

Purple superman

Dagon comes

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Luck found on a Japanese tile

Gooey stomach noise

Fuel prices on the rise

Shaving my peanut brittle shit

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No Foster 5/24/11 7:14 PM

No cloud in the sky

Silver car blinds my eyes

Gentle roaring of a motor passing

Trees leaves dying

Winter is approachingHappiness will soon slumber

Long misery will dance about with pagan smiles and puritan glee

No cloud in the sky

A gentle sun drop blinds my eye

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Pobble 5/24/11 7:14 PM

Jobiska ounce tripped over a planet

It was sea green

She picked it up and found a Pobble sitting by the bong-tree

She said hello it said hi back

She gave it a good conversationWhat it gave back was a serious lack

Jobiska felt tinkledy all over

But her innermost pink felt wrinkled

She took the Pobble home

Treated it nice

Until she turned out the lights

Then with shurf

She lost her murf

And swallowed the Pobble whole

Now all she has is the planet sea green

In her desk drawer on the left side

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Pumpkin Bomb 5/24/11 7:14 PM

Under a bong-tree I did sit

High off my ass and popping a zit

When a pumpkin rolled on by

I waved to it as if to say high

Then an idea slammed into my headA friend of the devil sang the Grateful Dead

So I went and carved that pumpkin

Being as cleaver as a king

I turned it into a mighty bong

Used it as I wrote this song

Pumpkin Bong

Pumpkin Bong

You surely are the best

A dream come tree

So much weed in you

You surely passed the test

My eyes are glazed

My mind all hazed

And its not even Halloween

Pumpkin bong

Pumpkin bongDont rot too quickly

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Sad Penguin 5/24/11 7:14 PM

Alone on the ice did he sit

A penguin depressed

Looking for love in an icy tundra

No love did he find

So he sat on a small block of iceHoping a polar bear would eat him

No polar wanted him

So he floated on and on

Eating nothing

Drinking nothing

Simply sobbing his life away

All the other penguins taunted and laughed at him

But he did not care

Knowing the end was near

And so he did die

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Self-Contained 5/24/11 7:14 PM

I am a universe

With life moving, growing, inside of me

I am a mystery

To those who dwell within

As I look up at the eternal spaceSo too is something looking up thinking the same

Am I like the microscopic organisms inside me?

Moving, growing, living in someone elses body

And when this universe dies mine will too

Does the microscopic life think as I do?

Does it understand that it too is a universe inside a universe inside a

universe?

I am a universe

Advancing within another verse

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Vomit Soup 5/24/11 7:14 PM

On a sea of granola I was barked

Only the jelly to guide me

Over the above donuts and under too

A land I found another field far inside the clouds of fortune

Its all for me I exclaimed like a faggotI was as happy as tea could be

Until a moonbeam took form

It was my domestic lover Kara we had sex

Jewish puppies sprung up and ran around

Muslim kittens leaped from uncertain trees

Hindu rats were there but we could not catch them because they ate no

cheese

Fester festered a blithering babble

Unwell moon

Unwell cow

I am an Italian in the jerking

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Wheels of Time 5/24/11 7:14 PM

Militant generals mumble in heat

Smiling as they excrete

The young lambs they have lead to the slaughter

An ode to the worlds satanic daughter

Blind are the many by childhood propaganda

Simple minded pawns in a secrete agenda

Never questioning simply believing

Selling their souls for a shoe in

Hunting down those who might oppose

With music, drawings or simple prose

Turned into lunatics if they blow the whistle

Bare back on thorn and thistle

Round the wheels go crushing the everyday

Desperately poisoning the Sabbath day

Some stand by and nothing

While others give all until desperation sets in

Awake or sleep its up to you

The world moves on in shades of blueBeware of those who talk in absolutes

Only in the gray do you find the truth

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Zennary Fidd 5/24/11 7:14 PM

Ounce there was a man named Zennary Fidd

Who dined on routines of yesterdays id

But longed to have a loving wife

With a different stranger for a life

So he went over to the sea of JumbliesTo make his wish on wishing fleas

That a wife will magically be

So Zennary Fidd went for a walk

Counting his feet with hands of a clock

Until he came to the Bong-Tree

He smiled as he sat most happily

Pinching its leaves and taking a strike

Inhaling the fumes with his pipe or pike

As he sat in his state of bliss

He heard a song looking for a kiss

With a chanky skip to the wind

He leapt up and what did he find

A woman that became his wife

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Back Cover 5/24/11 7:14 PM

Bekle Berhane is a writer, musician, and Marijuana advocate from Boston

Massachusetts. His style of writing varies, he goes from Blank Verse to

surreal nonsense at neck breaking speed. He is something of an anti-artist.

He approaches everything he does with a D.I.Y. ethic.

-Solanum Bey


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