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    The Chronicles

    Poems-3

    Hooshang Danesh

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    Copyrights 2010 by Hooshang Danesh

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    Head

    When they-

    Speak of-Their living-

    Its always:

    My head-

    as though their-

    legs have been-

    torn apart, as if the-

    hearts are not unfolded-

    by such love, as to leave-them so entirely breathless-

    so entirely mindful, of the-

    keenest in lifes-

    and if left brazen, muted-

    in denizens unmarked-

    if the duty, to oneself-and-

    God is lost,

    What becomes of a fate-

    So unequal, as to leave oneself-

    Un-illuminated-

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    Lacking ,And when shall you cleanse the-

    Bars that set you, away from-

    Your makers,

    And how will you adorn theirs,

    (Mine-yours charge.)

    To straighten the olden bent-

    Into the fours-

    Into alls-Abodes,

    Even if without their-

    Knowing nesss,

    Sins, even now-

    Even as you-

    Unmake the,

    Beds lost,

    By their-

    Fathers,

    And-

    Mothers-

    Un-winsome-

    Nesss-

    House,

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    And behold the-

    Rest of you-

    If its a laden-apparition youre-

    After,

    Perhaps your head-

    Is really far-

    Above you-

    Entrenched-Into eternity-

    (Light)-

    Upheld in-

    Thereafter-

    Wondering-

    The easiest way-

    For you home-

    For to set forth along--These paths--

    Are the eighth-

    Wave-

    masters,

    who have risen-

    After their bodies,

    (Only)

    After Cain and Abel-

    Beget,

    Genesis 4,5-

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    Mary

    If Havva-

    Doesnt approve-

    Its not conceivable--

    We wont acquiesce-

    For everyone else-

    Can not exist-

    Unless shes alive,Not even-

    A silhouette forms-

    Without the two of us,

    You cant ever-

    Be born,

    Until that love-

    Is met,

    Formed-Into your favor,

    Fruition-

    Is her inception,

    Her cup-

    Creed-

    Imitation-

    Yours,

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    The Room

    A Body was found-on 53rd street-

    they missed-

    Christs room-

    by 300 feet,

    The, left-

    Arent Abled-

    Yet at all,

    Abel meant:That though-

    Your soul-

    Is re-born,

    She (he) has to be-

    Carried on-

    Our shoulders-

    Time after time,

    And the Greater Bears (Cains)-Will have to march-

    The call to wars-

    (youre off their backs)-

    (They have no choice but to react at all)-

    But Pam is home-

    The crossing is over-

    And your body, shall-

    Not be showered, for-

    The wars in space, are in-

    Real as

    Now,

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    Until two is home,

    Until deliverance is-

    Known-

    Before it-becomes,Back,

    To Us,

    (From Farda)-

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    Us

    It doesnt matter-

    What you are-

    For when you close-Your eyes,

    Youre dreaming of a-

    World that must-

    Re-invent itself-

    (After the fall)-

    For death is-

    Not true,

    And for-whether-

    You-

    Close your eyes-

    Or not,

    The dream is-

    Done,

    Ive walked through-

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    Doors unopened-

    Doors slanted-

    Shut,

    Doors that-

    Cant exist-At all,

    And the-

    Overwhelming-

    Revelations are:

    Tis renewal-

    Been too long-

    Due,

    And the creed-Must be: the-

    Humannesss-

    At loss,

    If the reparation-

    Un-doings ours,

    The house will-

    Crumble over-

    Our homes,

    And tribes,

    (One by one)

    As in the past,

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    The will of god-

    Is irreversible,

    If the children-

    And the meek-

    Are prayed upon,If the consciousness-

    Of his is forlorn, by-

    Grief over, the ones-

    He adores first-

    And foremost-

    Us,

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    Greed

    The affluent-Ass too big,

    It stalls:

    Education, environment, jobs-

    And so forth,

    For the reduction of-

    Their backs m ass-

    There are more rules-

    Disclosed,Persist in ignorance-

    And be reduced in tiers-

    In large bits-

    (one by one)-

    Progress as educated herein-

    And your very shelters-

    Wont be everyone elses-

    Homes,And these rules have been written-

    One after another,

    Theres no choice-

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    But serene co-existence-

    Of whats fair,

    (for another)-It isnt yours to begin,

    It wasnt yours at the end,

    And the in between is divided,

    By these wordsset in stones,

    Amongst the jewels borrowed from-

    (ours)-

    Welfare

    (Day ( roose) velts),And to hear and not obey-

    Is to be without a home:

    Out of that tier youre,

    On, re-born on the-

    Other side of our,

    Fairs,

    This kingdom is an-

    Immense, oyster-Of a shell, that-

    Shall abandon,

    None,

    Trust us,

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    Both

    No way-

    I come and go-

    Unaffected,

    By all the ruins,

    The tyranny-

    Of men-Against-

    Their mothers-

    Sisters,

    Daughters,

    And each-

    Other,

    The exclusiveness-

    Of wealth-And power,

    Must come down-

    We are sciences-

    Priests-

    Poets,

    And swords-

    Continually,

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    You can redeem-

    Gather-

    disperse

    And reborn,

    Perpetually-Or not come-

    Back-

    At all,

    But -

    Unrecognizable-

    As man-

    -Or mans friend-

    As something-Holy,

    That can-

    Behold,

    Beyond its given-shell:

    Both the possibility,

    And the beauty-

    Of others--

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    Cost

    They wont uncover-The truth,

    Nor will they-

    Confess-

    To their-

    True intentions:

    Which are to create-

    Problems-

    Smallest made large-To distract-

    Consensus from:

    Whats really-

    Ailing them:

    Theyre-

    Failing-

    Stale,

    unwroughtunhappy couples-

    Pretending-

    To be- Straight-

    Just to stay-

    Above-

    Everyone else-

    By grabbing:

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    Power and wealth-Through means

    Made-legal-

    But

    unjust

    illicit-

    Unconscionable-

    Just to continue-

    In the same-Dormant-

    Stage-

    As before,

    (by robbing everyone else)-

    But death-

    Will ring-

    Upon you,

    And there-Is no way-

    Back-

    Home,

    because:

    when all you-

    live

    lies-

    In closets,

    Guilt-ridden,

    Unfaithful,

    lofts,

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    When All your,

    want-knows no-

    limits,

    Eternal-

    Yields-

    Inescapable-

    Cost-

    Everyday,

    Eternal: Befriends only-Those who befriend-

    Our names-

    And trusts,

    Ours,

    (But for the spirits of-

    Four whose bodies-

    Are straight, and-

    Those who shall,Use laws for-

    Wellness of,

    Others,)

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    Neanderthal Man

    For the fear-

    Of drowning,

    And for the-

    Sounds-of-music,(My desire of women)

    The shores-

    Will close,

    To your fates,

    For youre the-

    Drifted-

    Ferrous,

    In the begin,Malnourished-

    Entangled,

    In the end-

    By the-fisherman-

    In me,

    Whos been-

    Through the-

    Road-

    Twice,

    (Barefoot)--

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    And Before-

    Once came,

    Through-The doors-

    Tis was written-

    Upon the walls-

    Confirmed,

    Before you-

    Can arrive,

    I walked-

    The acts,With-

    W

    O r, ds.

    And after you receive-

    These, the only way-

    Home, is the-

    Force (my name,)

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    Smell

    The smell-

    Of women-

    On women-Up- Nined-

    So Amazon-

    So unfound,

    Had to go-

    Somewhere,

    (It did)-

    We sat on her/his-

    Grounds,Watched her moons-

    In the horizon,

    (Decelerated-

    lumbering- orbit)-

    A new brand-

    Of physiology-

    Self-contained-

    Declared-

    And we watched-

    With eyes-of yes,

    (And made love)-

    (But they favor one-another)-

    And left smelling their way,

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    Jang

    Come through

    The doors of me,Come through-

    And remember:

    There are endless-

    Deserts on Andromeda-

    Footprints of Earth-

    And that you wont-

    Hear us well,

    But you will come-To berate,

    (Youve been by-

    Then)-

    And that you

    Bring destruction-

    To meet your end-

    (You have been called

    there,)

    For to raise a sword-

    Against my names-

    Is to never be again.-

    And that your false-

    saints, are my sent,

    for unless theyre-

    covered in waste,you wont lie-

    in that death-

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    less, bed,

    your end.

    Perfection

    The path-To perfection,

    Is erroneous-

    Illogical,

    Made of tiny-

    Events that-

    Are:

    Fortunate-

    Tragic,Accidental-

    Seams,

    Just to gather the-

    Two permanent strides,

    That are exclusive to you,

    And The God above,

    For no-

    Path to perfection is without,

    (Us)-

    And no river is complete-

    Without yourself,

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    Proof

    Im looking-

    At the crests-

    That build up-

    A crime,

    Not the levers-

    Of that whittle,

    Those arms-

    Move so-Inordinately-

    Out of time,

    (Black-and-white),

    I can see the shadowy-

    Fogs, hang,

    Trailing,

    Every single-

    Act of evil,

    For theyre-

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    Dished out,

    In fields-Knowable-

    (So Telling)-

    Fields,

    Left and right,

    Fields in:

    Closets,

    Bedrooms,

    Pigs-in-the-Alcohol-rooms,

    And no, I shall see-

    More than carefully-

    More than once, that -

    Youre uncooled, by the-

    Very frenzy youre-

    Leaving-on so-

    Unheeded-

    Shoulders,

    Prove,

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    Africa, Africa

    She wont be-Your henchmens-

    Shes neither yours-

    Nor her selves-

    To give,

    She, is carved-

    Of an entity-

    Called:

    LovedmeGod,She is never-

    Yours to keep,

    Nor yours to-

    Rape from-

    Afar,

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    Shes an

    Endowment,

    Of eternity,

    Her planets-

    Are as large-

    As Jupiter-

    And go

    Around-The Suns,

    We were born there-

    First, and loved more-

    Than, you can perceive,

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    So listen:

    You can not wear my clothes-

    nor ruin my harvest,

    to bring me litters-

    And never can you move-

    my arms or legs-

    unless Lords wishesNot-alones,

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    House

    When there are-

    Two gay men,In attendance,

    Theres the imminent,

    Master and servant-

    Games,

    (For both cant)-

    In a world unsettled-

    Only by this-

    Relationship,Racism is born-

    To blemish mirrors-

    And hide-

    (The intrusions)-

    everywhere,

    Devalue,

    Hunger,

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    And greed,Wonder,

    Unquestioned,

    (closed)

    But I only ask for you-

    To share the world-

    With others

    (Not to deny you-

    yourselves)-And to love-

    Your neighbor-

    As I love him or her,

    For Youre all sons of-

    light, sons of the-

    day, you are not-

    of the night-

    nor of darkness-

    set,

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    Her feet

    Shes no more-

    Than a fever-

    That comes and-Goes, every so many-

    Years or so-

    Why?

    Trust me nines-

    Sureness does-

    Never linger-

    In fields of-

    Unknowing-Doubts,

    Loves a

    Transformation,

    That keepst me-

    And I wear its-

    Robe upon whereness-

    Of meet,

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    Upon therelessness-

    Of hers feet,

    (Its no highway)-

    It torments me-

    Not,With her limits,

    (its always here)-

    Loves an inheritance-

    That accompanies me,

    I like to put its-

    Shade upon anyone-

    I (need)-

    Its always for: another,Its never so clever as:

    (you can be, there,)

    And listen:: if Nines-

    Not-evened-

    Out by verse, by twos-

    Spell of its own ghosts-

    Or names, or celibacy-

    For the have-to-perfume,

    None can ever approach-

    Gods, again, for the-

    Very shelter of yours and-

    Theirs may not hold-

    True,

    In the eternal prophecy of-

    My way,In the serene un-hesitance-

    House-of yes,

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    E=MC2

    The words-

    Arent revealed-

    For your confirmation-

    (But knowing)-Nor can they be-

    Deceived-

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    Of their-

    Meaning-

    They support-The world-

    Like bones-

    Whether you-

    Agree or not-

    Isnt our hold-

    The padding-

    Is made of-

    Nos,

    (you hold on to-

    that grief!)-

    and if the house-

    of yes-doesnt succeed-

    what becomes-

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    of you-

    Who saves-

    your soul?

    Who takes-

    Back-

    What you owe-

    Song to Mary

    Dont let go of-

    Them,

    Dont yield-

    One is so flawed-

    The others-

    Plenty,Both nations are-

    Ours,

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    And we possess-

    Whats right-

    Or left,(theyre in me)-

    We deal with them-

    According to

    Their anger and-

    Envy,

    Until the-

    Blood washed-

    Stairs are cleared-

    Until the want of men-

    For men-

    Is-fear-

    Free,

    Until the two daughters-

    Are known, and left-

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    Un-provoked-

    In their-

    Souls-Bodies,

    Until the chaos- has-

    Become nominal-

    (It has no-

    currency)

    And because-just asBefore -they-know-

    Not-What theyre-

    Doing-

    Father is the son-

    Just as you

    knew-

    The judgment-

    Becomes-As the knowledge-

    Grew,

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    When

    Every time anger goes up,

    Not just lives, but the-

    Value of women are-

    Jeopardized,Anger is how men-

    Come together,

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    All is for no one-

    But myself-

    (and you)-

    Pan and I

    You and i-

    Must be rid-

    Of this anger-

    Were feeling now,

    You and must abandon-

    The un-restful out of this-

    Circle-Without,

    For though everyone must always-

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    Belong,

    If the state of your minds exacerbates-

    The problems,If mines agrees with yours, without ponder,

    Then were done wronged-

    And you were on my right,

    Born out of Sum-

    Right and back-

    Out,

    Jump

    You jump the roofs-

    While I crawl through-

    The ditches-

    Stung,

    For they must see themselves-

    As one of-

    Us,and that glimmer of hope-

    the light of the tunnel!

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    is a dimly shade-

    thats not-

    always keenly observable-whether youre sitting on-

    treasures, or born on the streets-

    of loss,

    and whether you call it abel-

    cain or mother(mary)

    theyre spirits who must watch-

    their spires-

    so closely-by being there(adorned)-

    just to insure-

    the ditches leave-

    one by one for-

    house of gods,

    and come back-

    Unharmed,

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    She

    She equates love-

    With receiving-

    Alone,

    So the giving-

    Shall be delayed-

    For no time-At all,

    And tell them:

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    The giving is frenzied-

    By such love,

    That the giving-And the receiving-

    Shall be ignored-

    For the very sake-

    Of the beholders-

    Who Sought,

    No Stream

    I try not-to-

    Make a spectacle-

    Of disbelief:

    But all may-

    Be fair in love,

    But not in war.If you behave like-

    Savages and some animals-

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    Then, that river must rest upon-

    Your soul, taketh you in,

    You may tear and be torn-Upon as it- please, out of-

    Consciousnesss realms, I have-

    Infinite jungles for where you be-

    But not here, not on my time, (which-

    Is for all time) not amongst neither-

    Man nor dolphins, never the dogs-

    But that lowest bough-

    Whats: stream?

    Aman

    From cats-

    To man,

    After Albertausurus-

    Been driven-and-

    Aborted,

    He and she consume-

    Mass, times ten, nine,(the light in-

    the freezer,

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    kept in gills)-

    Kept out of the way-

    Ahead of speed of time,Paving completeness,

    With mirrors in both hands-

    (Before Adam-

    Is his name)-

    Sharpening thine-

    Teeth-

    For tree apples-

    For the snake serenade,

    Before the coming-

    Of the queen-

    Whos had the-

    Immaculate child-

    In her belly-Long before Eden,

    And is waiting for-

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    Her body-

    Seriously,

    Mathematician of Today

    Its all-

    Spread in-

    Comprehensible-Divides,

    Between surnames,

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    In between fractured-

    Frames,

    Adolescents remind-You of him-her,

    The climbing-

    Of stairs,

    To Gettingsthere-

    Gathering the mist-

    Before the rain-

    Falls,

    Accidentally-On a northbound train-

    (Im one lucky bastard in, today)-

    That spot wont give it to you-

    Its an encampment of-

    Prayers,

    Until amended-

    By-loveds,

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    Two Helens (Cains)

    One of them is very-

    Pretty,

    One of them-

    Is getting there-

    Both of them-

    Are driving-

    Some of you from:

    Where, turbulence-Is both a brutality-

    And a form of disgrace,

    To both, their living-

    Souls,

    And her tribes-

    Undoubting fame,

    And that her and her,

    Been the keepers of no-And the house of yes-

    Been their Sons-

    Many names,

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    No More, No Less

    The more of it-

    That it is-

    To this story,

    Is the less, that-

    I like to see,

    Its not at all-

    That the world-Creates itself,

    Its just that-

    Creation is-

    One mans seeds,

    And the rest follow-

    Structured-

    Bellowing,

    Sometimes oblivious-But never at fault-

    Of its own-

    For I am-

    And must always-

    Be,

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    Abel Effect

    It isnt that-

    She needs to be-

    Acknowledged,

    Or discovered,

    Nor is she left-

    Unmentioned by-

    The speed of time,

    Whether shes been,Gratified over and-

    Over,

    Both to her own lure,

    And grandiosity-

    Of her clans,

    (she was born with-

    a silver spoon-

    in her mouth)-Pages and Pages-

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    Of those testaments-

    Its just that being-

    One is a delusion-

    She likes to carry

    Around and sing out-

    Of, to the surprise of-

    Even birds who know-Better, than to listen, and-

    Not wonder off, to the keener-

    Sounds,

    Of the land-

    Greatness

    Finding relativity-

    Is an unhappy-

    Tail,

    For absolute is-Ir-relativitys-

    Head,

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    Held,

    And though finding-

    No absolution-Is in his fate,

    God is not an- only-

    Exception to-

    Hate,

    A pre-ponderous-

    Unyielding thoughts-

    Of love,

    Yet,Still remember:

    Though teachers,

    Sit on reservoirs-

    Of information-

    Which have them-

    No idea of what to-

    Do with,

    The students may yet,

    And often do, what the-

    Teacher-May have only felt,

    And so it is with both-

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    Love-and-hate,

    Though none is greater-

    Than Gods-Love,

    Relativity-

    Allows that-

    di-pair,

    as in I am:

    as good as God-

    been in my-

    fare,

    She-1

    Shes been-

    A daily-

    Squandering-

    Of un-love,

    A daily pilgrim-Of fits of-

    Rage,

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    And Id go-

    On the same-

    Uneasy,Untoward,

    Way,

    But for the-

    Grievous notice:

    She may enjoy-

    Not being loved-

    And the remorse-

    Of having thus-Been there!

    Curtsied-

    Spent,

    Left-

    But for unerring nesss-

    Death,

    View

    I have no other view-

    But loving my-

    Mother,In somewhere-

    Near my house-

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    Which is-

    Un-ironically-

    Isforever,And un-ironically so,

    She appears in other-

    Forms as my wife-

    Later,

    And as my first or second-

    Love,

    Its all the same-

    Where,Nothing is changed-

    Upon,

    Colds-

    Heaven is a whisper-

    Of certain constancy-

    The changing ness,

    Is a heat of-

    Adored,

    Sure

    Make sure-

    Its neither dislike-

    Nor quarrel,

    Make sure the barrier-Stands for what they are,

    Make sure its one permanent-

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    Stream, make sure, the reasons-

    Are permanently clear, to yourself,

    Make sure she feels the same, about-Coming too close, make sure the widow-

    To this feeling can never be closed,

    Make sure, Judges not just seen,

    But felt, make sure this feeling,

    Isnt abandoned by lust,

    Nor by pretty-

    Appearances,

    Make sure,Theres-

    Neither,

    Hate-

    Nor,

    Lo

    Ve,

    Smell

    If it doesnt-

    Smell good,

    It never looks,

    Goodly on you-As flesh and bone,

    As mortal skin, as-

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    An approximation

    Where spirits been-

    And where its going to,Unhesitant, upon every-

    Other conceivable camp-

    Out of times waves, which-

    Are woven, with the extreme-

    Cares of only yourself, and ours,

    And if yours isnt, in food, prayers-

    Laid-love, (though prayer is really-

    Loves,) and only love feeds all-Those around it with haven-

    Which frozen, from above,

    Can pour like rain, and,

    Feed all those, who are,

    By us redeemable-

    By you, lost-

    Hyenas

    Ill use-

    Broods,

    Sitting out there,

    To bring you out-

    Of yourself and-Them,

    To bring you out-

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    Of surrendering-

    Us,

    To the hyenas-On your Plates,

    (the sharks on poles-

    bottom feeders)-

    Which come-

    Intentionally-or- not-

    in your name,

    For us, the me in her-

    The her in us, the-Two-

    The very-grain, of existing-

    For the unkempt-

    Un held-

    But loved-By (us)-

    By the you-

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    In sate,

    By the you-

    Been-kept,By you-

    Harvest-

    Nots,

    Spirits (A song for Pamee)

    Being human-

    Is so-

    Excessive to-

    Some,Cosmic explanations,

    Are riddled with-

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    None ness,

    As in: they really-

    Cant,And like: theyre-

    Envious of-

    You two,

    And to be-

    Perfectly frank,

    Theyre all queers-

    Here,

    And we wouldnt-Do,

    Besides: to be-

    PerfectlyPresent-

    Suits only-

    You and Who,

    And were untimely-

    Immaterially-Burdensome,

    To Sum,

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    (And he knows it)-

    And youre one-

    Giant step for humankind-And you know It too-

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    Bode

    my relationship with you-

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    writes itself down-

    unprovoked-

    unedited-without hesitation-

    or worrisome,

    with a kind-

    of freedom-

    that only promotes-

    rivers-

    into-inventing-

    green-or blue-

    sounds-

    of old,

    transparency-

    of-times-

    been,

    times-

    in the wellness-bode-

    murmur-

    of breast-

    held-

    onto for-

    life-

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    mouths-

    that been-

    parted,wise,

    or not,

    never-

    been sold,

    for weightlessness-

    of stones,

    or: un fulfillment -

    of gold,

    The left

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    Theyre no more-

    Than they seem to be,No less than theyve-

    Been: Beethovens-and-

    Shakespeare, my father-

    (David)- and my mother in-

    Not too long, never-been-

    Anointed holy, nor my prophet-

    (The holy spirit only verses to-

    Mohammad-Pam)- these arms-Can never be-what theyre not-

    -Invented for, theres goodness-

    In them, But that goodness is-

    Forlorn, if left unattended-

    By strings that receive-

    The Chaos, perpetual-

    undivided and must-

    Always: Right or-Be closed,

    In our-

    Favor,

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    Their non-

    Existing scents-

    Listen: this isnt-

    Yours,

    It never was-

    I sow it-

    I plant it-

    The harvests-

    Taken out-

    By us2-

    Or: (by the right-

    In me)-

    If the left of me-

    Isnt led-

    By my right,

    It Never-

    Can be clearly-

    Felt or-

    Seen,

    For if, that narrowness-

    Escape is none,

    For all those masses of-

    Dark hair ness are cut,

    (orthodoxies)If not acquiescent,

    Or pleasing-

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    To my names,

    If not submitting,

    To all the wealth therein-The force shall be with my-

    Right, for there lies the least-

    Calm less ness, of both world,

    And there lies, the lead to the-

    Houses lower than (yours)-

    For neither the safekeeping of-

    God nor his children will-

    Be forsaken for all the-

    Darknesss-

    Weight,

    And for if I need it no-

    More than you need-

    Water,

    Then,

    No more than you need-

    Salvation of yourselves,

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    Fragments

    Sing, as I do-

    Of you,

    Not as, you of-

    Yourselves,

    You dont even know-

    Half the truth,

    (Fragments-

    Of oh, such deaths)-The tenements of-

    Buried below-

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    The waists,

    Your old,

    The chief priests-The scribes:

    Of the sinful,

    In weight,

    (the acid in-

    their food,

    the oil burns)-

    Have become-

    Unbearable thieves-Of everyone-

    Elses health,

    (And of themselves,)

    They shall never come-

    Up- for -airs.)

    Nor will any river may-

    Take their weight-

    Upon them-Unless the-

    Blood is-

    Cold as-

    This-

    Faith,

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    Sadom-and-Qom-o-rrah

    Take your burdening backs-Take your hair and amameh away,

    Those who lead our faiths-

    By falseness saints-

    Have led the most-

    Cowardly lives

    Since,

    And wont ever-

    Disappear in,

    Deathless,

    Waves-

    Until:

    Theyve-

    Lost,

    Gomorrahs,

    Tell them:Rats in the sewers-

    Cant be-come,

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    Nor, Can they be- driven-

    Out,

    Until the waters-

    Engulf them,(camorra)

    And I stood behind the shadows

    Listened for the booming-sources of-

    Discord-into my house,

    And three of-abels,

    Men, were swelling,

    Of waste,

    Failing grievous-

    Evenings,

    Tell them:

    Sum say:-

    Half-stay-

    And half-

    Never be,

    Back,Tell them:

    Achilles is dead-

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    Shot my heel-

    In acts that mean-

    Theyre lost for all-Time,

    Now,

    Amen

    She keeps going-To the 10th floor-

    (My-men alone there)

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    And says:

    She is so-

    Ready to-Come home,

    But they verse:

    Youre much too large-

    And we have to spread-

    The suns around the world,

    And they shall ring loudest,

    To your home, of chaos-

    For the-Crucifix of our lord,

    But it ends in 1945-

    And home begins in-

    Nineteen Seventy Four,

    And youve been there-

    And three of Abels Men,

    Shall rise against us again,

    But with the Bears under-Your wings, we shall-

    Surrender them to-

    Our savior,

    And then abel backs-

    Wanted to enter where-

    Alone gods are allowed,

    And I asked the Cains,

    To stand guard, for the-

    Scent of Abels is-

    Dismay, and-

    Unsuitable,

    To us-

    And wait until the shades-

    Of them are erased, and-

    I shall open the gates-Of Ten, for them,

    And all-

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    Acts-2

    The world is full-

    Of whispers-

    Loud and slight,

    The loudness is-

    Always meant-

    For death, and-Disasters of-

    Certain kind-

    Like the plague,

    Like the stabbing-

    In the park,

    Or: this aint

    Never happened-

    In our neighborhood-

    But: All neighbors-

    Breathe into-

    Same hot pile,

    Rich or poor,

    Out of love,

    Or fright,

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    And the spires-

    Will collapse on-

    Someones walls,

    Out in the ruins-

    Or mansions-

    Of the night,And anyone can fall-

    even the most innocent-

    Because: Loudest are nearly-

    All out of light (sight)-

    But only the righteous-

    Are restored,

    Soothed,

    Returned,

    By acts-

    Of Gods-

    Love,

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    Bells

    The daily toll-

    Of everything,The scrounge-

    Of petrified-

    Bells,

    The dear this-

    Dear that-

    The resistance-

    Of everyone-

    To change,

    The ghost lending-

    Ships-

    Of the rivers,

    The rivers-

    Crawling-

    With steel-

    In their tails,The African-

    Planets,

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    Waltzing to-

    Americas-

    The Bears-

    Grinding-

    Teeth, and-

    Arresting women-For cheap sex-

    And the sin cities,

    The sin cities are-

    In deserts and are-

    As wide as all-

    Berth,

    And their cash-

    Are invariably-

    Made of scents-

    Of mens heads,

    And the heads of-

    Almost all of them-

    Rest upon, two-

    Women-

    One is Abels-One is Cains-

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    89

    The burning bush I can-

    Do, with toes wrapped-

    Around her sate,

    And dividing the seas,When two is made of-

    Waters,

    (And everyones a desert,)

    But the birth of myself-

    In the belly-

    Of Empress,

    Tell them: The Nine has-

    To be likeable,

    And presentable,

    The Josephs lady-

    With the wrong voice,

    Is the rush of nays,

    And the tattoos around-

    Her arms, are a disgrace-

    To what holds her-Suspended,

    In between-

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    Yess-

    In between-

    Existing-For others,

    Mary-1 (Eight)

    May be a wave of-

    Flounder,

    Arrives by-The nude-

    Tomorrow,

    Just to wish-

    My will-

    To ask you-

    Home,

    May be the same-

    Mistake, will bring-

    You out of your own,

    But no days of mine-

    Are afflicted, nor am-

    I better for the scarcity-

    Of you: Been reminders:

    Of how carelessly youre-

    Unadorned,And For the arrival of my-

    Mother, their queen, must,

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    Be breezes of secret-

    Chants:

    Only the best of us-can set forth,

    Or the souls of our-

    Own will be forever-

    Left forlorn,

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    Heaven

    Those are sandals-

    Those are shoes,

    These are for running-

    And for cutting food,According to the number-

    Of cities, in and around of-

    Our Jerusalems,

    Or the number of the white-

    Streaks in the black fields-

    That attune the pennant-

    One after another,

    For the health-Of all is-

    The health-

    Of Two,

    And for to-

    Give God,

    Is to receive,

    Through them-

    The entire,

    They are all even-

    And Im the barefoot-

    Amongst-

    Them,

    Complete,

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    Pam-2

    Pam is my back-

    My right foot,

    Our fate is alongside,

    For the invention of good,

    And discharge of what comes-

    Of nays,

    The span of our-

    Wings were same,

    She fell for the-

    Very reason-

    That the back is-

    Heavier than,

    Noor,Heaviest when the food-

    And thoughts are unwell,

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    Heaviest in the beginning.

    Near the dead-ends,

    Where the evil out-Of men must wash,

    Itself by wars and-

    By peaces every-

    Other mean,

    That everything-

    Must bring it to-

    Her keeping-

    Knees,That everything must-

    Yield to the house-

    Of Lords,

    For the adoration-

    Of whats good,

    For the planting-

    Of All- side by-

    The site of-

    This well,

    For the love of God is-

    The love of yourself,Shes the part of-

    Me thats always-

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    Been loved and-

    cared by Amen,

    By the direction-Of our faiths,

    By memories-

    Of our wealth,

    By the very-

    Meaning-

    Of love-

    By two,

    By the surge of-The beginning-

    And the end,

    By words,

    By acts-

    By who,

    No More, No Less

    More than this-

    Theres nothing,

    And less than the-

    Words,

    Songs,Paintings,

    Is not my domain,

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    And theres nothing-

    But the truth, spoken,

    Your fates, must remain-Firmly in your hands,

    The Nines may not-

    Approach me,

    Unless theyre-

    Twos, ours-

    Or celibate,

    My work,

    Rises above-All: to myself-

    And those whom-

    I relentlessly serve,

    I may never again marry-

    Unless that union is forevers-

    And not one soul may return to-

    Same tier, unless they have given-

    Of themselves to yours,In acts- in waves that-

    Must mean, I too-

    Love myself and-

    Gods-others,

    Completed

    To comeback-

    Or not be at-

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    All,

    The question winding-

    Itself down to now,To where the eternal fountains-

    Been laid upside down,

    Where the acts began-

    Ended and carried-

    The blinding-

    Winds out,

    To where ness-

    Of halt,To being ness-

    Of faults,

    To the very city,

    That comes out of-

    The skies, to harbor,

    The creator and his-

    Shepherdess is back-

    Here, we climb up, only-To release those of us who-

    Wrong, in the serenity,

    Of the house of god,

    The builder must be,

    Sought,

    So the meek can steer,

    With the light of him,

    So even the most,

    Sinful, are restored-

    So the most willful-

    In his name are-

    Implored-

    To move the most humble-

    And kind into shelters-

    And love,To see the goodwill-

    Has more breath-

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    Than it has ever-

    Been wrought,

    To see the-Mountains-

    Come to them-

    One by one out-

    Of the doors-

    Allahs-

    Poshte Donya

    They carried the back of the-

    World,

    While I walked with their souls-

    And acts on,

    The madness of the weights,

    The base,

    The voice of the blinding,Stairs,

    The revolts-

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    Rebukes-

    The refusals-

    To come along,And those dispersed-

    In the fields of unbecoming-

    Waits of stars, (Black holes,)

    And in spite of their bells-

    Cant-be-dons (Misters,)

    The majority of the-

    Men have not come undone,

    With hundreds of nos upon-Each shoulders run,

    When it came to sail-

    Out of that world-

    Into this one,

    Theyve delivered-

    Pam, Mary and-

    Abelss-and-

    Their own-Scathed-

    But into-

    The eternal rhyme-

    Of the suns,

    For to look anywhere-

    Upon tis empire-

    Is to see life-

    Breathing-

    Benefiting-From ou-

    Times,

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