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Transcend the iridescence of my marked fleeting presence

Remarkable is the lack of sparkle in my spark life essence

Irrational within my practical, pragmatic magic, down to earth fanatic

Lecturing, conjecturing my lechering complexities that are quite automatic.

Some say yum to my poet shark bait chum scum

And some say nay/no way to the things I say today.

And some drift by without a thought like a cloudless sky

Free to never wonder the blunder, the maker or the mother,

Or the this or that or why I spat to ask why to another guy.

These I loathe and envy.

Applaud the sod and jerk hard on my lighting rod

There seems to be a plenty.

And then lay down flat and eat the fat of the land, mighty grand

The waste and squander

To never ponder

The careless wander

Towards pain and squalor, to carefully tailor

A measured murder

The sloven slubber who adds more blubber

The rebel rouser who rebuffs the rubber

The recluse who contemplates the noose

The vain, with pain and gain, into a vein with juice

I’d like to say vamoose.

And then there’s the Spruce Goose and the trump Donald

Calculated and random insanity like a clown to sell food Ronald

My soul has got a tick to pluck

Progression is stuck

In my heart’s landfill

More than it can handle

Grain of sand in the band,

Bleeding blister in my sandal

It’s silly senseless, poems that careless

Or more about the sore and the whore

I’ve become gaining knowledge

To keep me dumb

2 steps forward and 5 steps back

Better than a heart attack

But who’s to say what direction we’re going?

All I’m saying is, it’s over rated in the knowing

So I stay away, take more time to play

And at this time, that’s

All

I

Have

To say