Friday, January 9, 2009

"Fuck" ...

clams, crabs
and other mollusk
burrowing in oceanic sands

the tide is high and
clams, crabs
and other mollusk
don't give a fuck about
football, Dow-Jones and Allah
= = = They're just trying to
survive the tide attacking like
shrap metal from a
suicide bomber


!^&)(*^$#@!&^%$#!)(+___+)(*^&!@%


laughter strikes
the heart of the lonely
jealousy kills potential

the world is an abyss where the
ignorant live in peaceful bliss
while intellectuals go bald
watching none of the worlds
problems solved


!^&)(*^$#@!&^%$#!)(+___+)(*^&!@%


The most miserable
son-of-a-bitch
just hasn't fully awakened
yet;

"Awake.
shake dreams
from your hair ...
choose the day
&
choose the sign of your day
the days divinity"




written January 8, 2009

Best of the Worlds Roses,
John Alan French
mystrawhat.com
theneweverydaymedia
myspace.com/mosshead7

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