Poems from The Rock God
Brain, test.
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Lunch break, yes.
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Hustle to classes
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Grades up, passes.
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Thinking? No.
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Keep up with the poetic flow.
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What is green...
As I dwell on this long and lonely road
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One everlasting mile away from home
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You see me on the bench, jacket zipped
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Book open in my...
What wonders the sky beholds,
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What wisdom does the intricate dropets of clouds contain?
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Trees of rich brown bark, of emerald green...
there is no emptier crescent of feeling
than wandering through unfeeling, unending crowds,Β
more alone than you ever have feltΒ
in your...
Green, white.
Wood wafts westward into my nasal wonder.
Beans crack and crumble away to dust
As the black lake of broken dreams
Boils into...