A Sip of the Holy Grail

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"...& then the clouds parted and riding down a stray beam of light in the land of pure darkness twas the one & only, who is braver than a hundred lions, wiser than a thousand goats, a mac in a million times a million...EMAC The Great." That was mentioned by some guy from a crowd when I was born...in my dreams. See...now you've come to understand just why I'm already cooler than you. In any case, I bring upon you the RAGE! & Reign of Great Music, Great Women, Great Art & Great Laughs. May you suffer the inevitable in peace.

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Tuesday, April 5, 2011

run

shes a runaway
running away in life
running away from the light
running away from the dark
running away from her heart
even when there is nowhere to go
you already know
shes on the move
move. look at the way she move
if i can stop her for one sec & tie myself up in her groove
this one time I saw her stop suddenly
but then the stoplight turned green
& I again witnessed her speed
whenever I see her running
I also simultaneously see her going…going…gone
I always notice shes always running away
cuz shes the one I want.






       I was feelin the moment. & this seemed appropriate. OMG! this crazy chick I just encountered...whew! I could elaborate this into a grade A poem but I like it like this.




          

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