ForkWordPoems by Inchiki |
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New BLue Poet MAchineIn the Beginning was the WORD and the word was unheard We come Welcome to free fearing minds and voice battered by indecision by choice - the high road/or the low road - the right path/or the left path Behold: turnpike driven media voice There is no NEWS=! The New Blue Poet Machine moves seamlessly through time and space with eternal worlds, abandoning earthly ties leaping from mind to mind sowing the word of one heart< br /> unbeaten beautiful beatific - blind vision the sound of which is ‘AIRWHO’ Vreudian undiscovered source of dreams Golden noose The silver chariot WORD lifting us into space or another place deep inside this place Holy in one pinpoint accurate word to finish the show uninvent the wheel Power vision Open tin life reality TV this is not Check out One Word buster! and inside the One Word – Many voice Rhymes for a mood, 2007 |
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