beat Poems and Poetry


Haiku for lover sleep	We go naked in bed! Lazy like rubawhile Two worlds collide And seasons change
Tedrow Street	Man if the world could be a jazz bar-yeah a jazz bar with them notes flying all over invading your soul-hat's what jazz is you know, music from the soul.
A Question For Those In Charge	Who's responsible for communicating with all the things that live but do not spEak our language-Human and non-human ?
Monkeys, Parades, and Grenades Clam up the Night for Young Thinker of A Thousand Souls	Monkeys on high cotton death gowns masked hand grenades exposing- tired eye maker of love tired doped eye age of artifacts of past human existence Sleepless is the night and tired is my will No rest for the wicked No sin for the brave No sainthood for the alive automated worlds simply run amok diving to safety the disalarming states of the mind leading to derogatory periods of enlightenment by. ryan warner

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