🝱𐂧⏙🜍˙ᚈɎᚈ˙🜍⏙𐂧🝱

while out on walkabout far from his true home, he looked up to find that he wasn’t alone

īӫ×]Φ¦=Ŧ«🜽»Ŧ=¦Φ[×ӫī

to maintain the temple of his future corpse he engaged in drinking and fucking, of course

⟳⏛•īᛝ🜌￬Ⱄ-_-Ⱄ￬🜌ᛝī•⏛⟲

especially bullies will shit in their pants when The Great Unknowable restores balance

⚲/☐·-⏛]џ_|🜿|_џ[⏛-·☐\⚲

I ran rushed and jostled to get to this gate and now you’re all saying my plane will leave late?

࿘￬+ЇҰᚒ␣🜍␣ᚒҰЇ+￬࿗

a routine is boring until well-ingrained and then it will become exciting again

ȱ🜉|-🜼ꜜ𐂧♁𐂧ꜜ🜼-|🜉ȱ

a wise man did say this a long time ago - things do not change much so enjoy status quo

ꜛ⏙₳⍟⍑-∆⚲∆-⍑⍟₳⏙ꜛ

with much Ynki air-support, funding, and arms Daesh keeps expanding to torture and harm

￬Ħӝ|-ᚼ*Ÿ•⏚•Ÿ*ᚼ-|ӝĦ￬

when the wife is happy and the dogs are farting a man knows his good times are only just starting

¯⏙Ʉ˙⏛𝈱-]Ɵ[-𝈱⏛˙Ʉ⏙¯

that sinkhole out back just keeps on daggon growing with no indication its spread will be slowing

ӝ-Ƹ￬Ψ₳𐃝₳Ψ￬Ʒ-ӝ

to take a quick gander she stepped out the door, then not a soul present did see her no more

Ū×ȱ⍏]ˇƱ.Ⰲ.Ʊˇ[⍏ȱ×Ū

the season approaches to spread some weak cheer with songs that don’t change much from this to that year

Ұ⟲_/Ʌ\⛛•ᛦ•⛛/Ʌ\_⟳Ұ

he worked out his abdomen squeezing it hard and what then came out did stink up the whole yard

ˆ˚⍏.☐Ĥᚒī_Ʉ_īᚒĤ☐.⍏˚ˆ

she knows a few pleasures and one simple joy - to harass eat hamper; to fully destroy

𐀊_⏙ǂŦ·C⌒⌽⌒Ɔ·Ŧǂ⏙_𐀊

please follow this one rule that cuts down on strife - don’t covet or mess with another man’s wife

=]ǂᚼӫ₳ҰӝᛝӝҰ₳ӫᚼǂ[=

the dudes are emerging the veils have come off yet still those onlookers do nothing but scoff

Ħ¡-⟳˚ǂ_ī𐀴×𐀴ī_ǂ˚⟲-¡Ħ

when Ynki nukes rain from a sparkling blue sky then innocent people by thousands will die

⍥⌒/+￬𐀤ЇºȫºЇ𐀤￬+\⌒⍥

all bunched up together grouped tight in a pack the new white alliance is poised to attack

ӝⰀ+Ħӫ𝉅ˇΩˇ𝉅ӫĦ+Ⰰӝ

those bastards don’t give up, in waves they are coming - who knows how much longer this gun will keep running?

𐂧=.⏣⍎ꜛ¡ᚃ¡ꜛ⍎⏣.=𐂧

a bit of a river in Dakota-land will not be polluted by sticky tar-sands

ᚈ˙Ɵ_ꜛ|•⚚⬌⚚•|ꜛ_Ɵ˙ᚈ

there sit in the grasp of a soft comfy loge two wonderful puppers two tail-wagging doge

˚^☐⍥-џ∏◊𐀊◊∏џ-⍥☐^˚

his fingers kept flying across the keyboard even though his work went unseen and ignored

Ⰲ˙⥞☉⍏ꜜᛦꜜ⍏☉⥟˙Ⰲ

just breathe sadness in and happiness back out - that’s what we call living is truly about

¤]⏛Ħᚃ⏙ᚼ𝉅ᚼ⏙ᚃĦ⏛[¤

they stand against cannons injustice and gas - the Standing Rock Sioux who’ve had enough, at last

𐃝|._☐-¡￬⟰￬¡-☐_.|𐃝

with thanking behind them and giving ahead they wrapped the last presents then headed to bed

𐀤ꜛџ=☼⌶.ᚒ.⌶☼=џꜛ𐀤

that bread on the counter is horribly stale; let’s soften its stiffness with honeywine ale

ᚃ␣)ӫ(-⟲𐂪⟳-)ӫ(␣ᚃ

from some crumbs of pollen they fashion a honey that bears larvae humans chase after like money

𐂧␣ᚼ⏛Ɏ.ᚈ.Ɏ⏛ᚼ␣𐂧

this system will endure long after I’m gone - how about hop to it and just play along?

⌶+￬.=ī¡⥞¤⥟¡ī=.￬+⌶

there’s not much a fellow might strive for in life than knowing his artwork and love will survive

+]⏛.Ɔ/₳ꜛ⟱ꜛ₳\C.⏛[+

when pointing out flaws please do keep this in mind: to my glaring faults I must truly be blind

⌔/·⟲♁º|Ŧ|º♁⟳·\⌔

there are many fancies what capture the eyes regardless of how hard to miss them one tries

⍟]⥞☉\ :⏚Ħ⏚: /☉⥟[⍟

the moon that was spoke of did come and did go - it blessed us so that we may heal prosper grow

⌶×⍏_=|␣ī␣|=_⍏×⌶

all things have a season, all changes a time; all works have a reason, all actions a rhyme

īꜛɄ=𝈱⍑ꜜ￬ꜜ⍑𝈱=Ʉꜛī

a moon is ascending all white huge and bright to free us poor mortals from worry and fright

ӝ—]¯⍥␣Ї␣⍥¯[—ӝ

the big kids are playing outside in a wood - if not for this gut-ache I’d join them, I would

⏣=☐⌒˙\***/˙⌒☐=⏣

a spaceship is coming to take us away from all of this heartbreak and abject dismay

ī·⍟☐×[⏙|⏙]×☐⍟·ī

we vote of this morning; we speak collective; we fight for which person the power to give

☐₸·␣_|𝉅Ұ𝉅|_␣·₸☐

him Ynki have much yet him Ynki want more; he likes to get richer by going to war

ī⏛⍥⌒Ұ⚲Ұ⌒⍥⏛ī

a young one is screaming in the deep inside there next to the hovel of heartbreak and pride

⍥⏙☉ȱ⚲Ɵ⚲ȱ☉⏙⍥

be it for the better, be it for the worse - all persons alive are but straw-filled tigers

⍏·☐ĤЇ-[₳]-ЇĤ☐·⍏

they’re out in abundance, an unruly force: the cute little goblins and witches, of course

[⏣Ūӝ␣¤ш¤␣ӝŪ⏣]

one hand might be giving the other one though is stealing from he who has little to show

⏚ꜛ∏ҰƷ*¯⌘¯*ƸҰ∏ꜛ⏚

the threats have been spoken the dice have been cast; this drama is not going anywhere - fast

Ŧ⏛]-☆•𝈱⍑𝈱•☆-[⏛Ŧ

slavery is brutal in every way - why does it still exist in ‘prisons’ today?

☉-¡¯ ꜛ⌓.Ÿ⌽Ÿ.⌓ꜛ ¯¡-☉

he slept wrapped up warmly outside in the cold up there at the peak of his village’s wold

˙𝈱⬊.⏚/␣ï␣\⏚.⬋𝈱˙

don’t dare lift a finger; you’re our treasured guest; we’ll open some bottles, our wine-cellars’ best

☐⍟]⏙⍏×Ħ×⍏⏙[⍟☐

this reindeer is faulty - she stinks from the mouth - but her better brothers have migrated south

.⏄\♁␣ӫΘӫ␣♁/⏄.

the ones in the middle do drink of their fill; the rest on the outside must settle with swill

⌶×: ⌓ˆ☉.⏛.☉ˆ⌓ :×⌶

temptation licks hot at the front of his mind for long-time addictions aren’t soon left behind

⬋⏄☐=𝈱Ɏ𝈱=☐⏄⬊

he barely can hear it the wind in the eaves; it rattles the treetops and stirs up the leaves

₸⌓]-⌶ꜛ⏣ꜛ⌶-[⌓₸

from the coast of Africa man then spread out to scatter his influence far and about

☉⍑•⍎⌒￬⚲￬⌒⍎•⍑☉

he was fine with sitting and chilling a spell - his aim did not jive with the others’ well

⌓·ī☉ӝ⎑ӝ☉ī·⌓

this breath is so deep it just well might drown me; if so though that is what the godhead decrees

⌽⏛/џ|Ʉ⏙Ʉ|џ\⏛⌽

a man’s spine and stature are sure to start leaning should he live his life devoid of honest meaning

ꜛ⛛_𝈱⬋•★•⬊𝈱_⛛ꜛ

these eyeballs are tired these earballs are too - oh what is a weary old whorphan to do?

𝉅☐=ī-¡\⚚/¡-ī=☐𝉅

stuck here in the center of this construct is what’s often referred to as kaduceus

₸-𝈱.ŦшEǂƎшŦ.𝈱-₸

they went for the pasta and kept coming back for there was too little the restaurant lacked

Cџ.Ħ=|×××|=Ħ.џƆ

my stomach is turning for that shit’s just gross - what moron eats seafood this far from the coast?

¥¤ˆ}Ʉ•.∏.•Ʉ{ˆ¤¥

they’d come to defeat her and drain her of force but she would have none of such bullshit of course

¥º·ӝ¡-ĤȫĤ-¡ӝ·º¥

when man has no purpose his soul withers quick then none can detect why he seems to be sick

•џ×Ŧ=[˙+_+˙]=Ŧ×џ•

dogs lick to mend soothe probe taste measure and heal; it’s from human suffering they make a meal

ƱǂĦшȫ¥ȫшĦǂƱ

I’ve been talking down to my precious few readers as if I were some sort of boorish mouth-breather

Ɔӝ[=ī.ĦӫĦ.ī=]ӝC

the agent that keeps us stupid and perplexed is the fantasy industrial complex

ȱ◊=]ס\Ÿ/¡×[=◊ȱ

what’s real matters little for those who tell tales - they avoid the truth preferring instead whales

Ξ¥=∏ЇƟЇ∏=¥Ξ

we sit here and play like we did in the past and both of us know that this fun cannot last

Ūџȣ\CǁƆ/ȣџŪ

I yearn for a place that’s not near and not far - it is of course my darling Indonesia

[.ˆш—º×Φ׺—шˆ.]

go on keep on filling the ice-box with meat - without it no diet can e’er be complete

ƎĤ:Ї+Ξ+Ї:ĤE

since leaving the workforce a decade ago this whorphan has little for his time to show

Ū|¥¤¡ȫΨȫ¡¤¥|Ū

the man on the TV is selling some wares that promise to vanquish all worries and cares

Ɏ—^•ƟȣƟ•^—Ɏ

how about the home team that won its first game? now all of its players are basking in fame

Ĥ=]Ξǂ.ï.ǂΞ[=Ĥ

that rock between lions does not want to be this far from its home across many a sea

ŦƷ×-]∏[-×ƸŦ

this mind is too tired to process much now; the body below it is bloated with cow

Ÿº.¦×ӝ¯ӝצ.ºŸ

by trolling the ‘higher-up’ cunts of this land one speaks truth to power and makes a bold stand

◊ЇƱŪҰŪƱЇ◊

a brown-shirt is running for our highest post - he’s prone to steal lie hoard disparage and boast

C|_\ȯџīџȯ/_|Ɔ

there are but a few things that whorphan does well - he’s burdened with eyesight and a sense of smell

Ĥ=ЇƟŪƟЇ=Ĥ

I’ve dreamt of this moment since morning’s first light; it will keep me happy well into the night

Ʊ¡•ŦшǁшŦ•¡Ʊ

the Don lacks presidential compassion chops; his platforms are weak and he often flip-flops

Ÿ/ӫ×=ȣ=×ӫ\Ÿ

this classical music now hitting my ears doth lessen my worry and assuage my fears

º∏Ξ¡Θ¡Ξ∏º

the yearning for more has a powerful pull that if not controlled takes a terrible toll

Ɵˆ/ĦɅȱɅĦ\ˆƟ

each potential plus has its negative side which cannot be removed by hair or by hide

Ψ|¤˙=Ū=˙¤|Ψ

on back to its source is where his body went - not broken but certainly battered and bent

Ʉ.|¡Ħ˙Ʊ˙Ħ¡|.Ʉ

there’s one way to do what needs done in this world - to just make it happen without wasting words

-ӝǂ¯+]¡[+¯ǂӝ-

apart from the stitches and some minor pulling the wounds on these ankles do well in their healing

ī·Ħ.\˙Ŧ˙/.Ħ·ī

there’s no time to dally no time to delay - go buy more redundant belongings today!

ш¦_ï¤ȫ¤ï_¦ш

he said these here words to us women and men: I find your lack of faith distinctly disturbing

•ï-]Ξ\˚ȱ˚/Ξ[=ï•

there is but one place with a strong hold on me and that place is magical verdant Bali

◊¯[џǂ·Ɏ·ǂџ]¯◊

each thought urge and action is witnessed and seen by internal watchers who live in the spleen

ȯ×|-шŦɄŦш-|×ȯ

from long lazy rivers to handfuls of trees - L.A. knows just how to meet all of my needs

Ξȯ=ш¡Ŧ¡ш=ȯΞ

the cops harm us People but then get away no matter how many civilians they slay

Ĥ[-ӝ◊Ї◊ӝ-]Ĥ

such comments as Nah Man and Sorry I’m Out must many a smoker repeatedly shout

ī=ĦC∏ƆĦ=ī

I live by the grace and the kindness of friends and know I can never repay them again

џŦ.ΘĦΘ.Ŧџ

it clears out a lot of that worry and fuss to be told that one is not plus but minus

ш_Ūӫ•.ī.•ӫŪ_ш

it’s time to let neglect go back on its shelf and return to taking good care of myself

.ǂ˚ɄȫΞȫɄ˚ǂ.

my heart is in freefall my soul is in flux yet here I sit giving not one or more fucks

ш.ˇ˚ˆȫˆ˚ˇ.ш

sound planning is crucial to make most of life as is a companion - friend husband or wife

˙Ʉ¡-џЇџ-¡Ʉ˙

there’s ants in the earballs and scones in the boot which proves that complaining is nothing but moot

ǂ_ɄшȣшɄ_ǂ

cellphone’s an infernal but useful device that helps one to do many things in this life

Ɏ.Θӝ-ȱ-ӝΘ.Ɏ

her hand in that region did give him some pause - stuck there as it was at the base of his balls

Ї+★×Ħ×★+Ї

one word then another if lucky some more this here is a pleasure and never a chore

+)=!*!=(+

the trumpets are sounding the charge it is near now pick up yon weapons, abandoning fear

/_+^*^*^+_\

without even pausing to slow down and think he clawed for a handhold so as not to sink

*/([_|=|_])\*

whom else but the product of so many faults would Nature herself champion and exault

ƟŸ.×īǂĦǂī×.ŸƟ

it has been a long time since I sat to write for I've been exploring my lost will to fight

×Eǂ.^|πҰπ|^.ǂƎ×

by watching some short films I'm testing my mind yet learning to stay firm soft harsh sharp and kind

C•¡=.Ɏ◊Ɏ.=¡•Ɔ

a calico kitten is walking outside with a neutral look and a much-mottled hide

Ʉ×ī:ĦЇĦ:ī×Ʉ

the game's fucking stupid and takes too much time that could well be spent on song women and wine

Ÿ_ӫ×ƱшƱ×ӫ_Ÿ

I really did like her but with too much sauce there was little reason to give me applause

Ұ¡Ʉ¤-¦Ū¦-¤Ʉ¡Ұ

it's just getting started, this change of the self; its aim is to heighten awareness and health

Ʊ•ӝ◊]˙Ɏ˙[◊ӝ•Ʊ

the sunset and waves were fantastic last eve and then I went home to take a long reprieve

ɄºŦĦǂĦŦºɄ

with whorphans aplenty he filled up the net just building on something he could not see yet

πȯ_Ұ×·×Ұ_ȯπ

a necklace of skulls and those rays on her back are but a few features of Kali the black

Ħ+ΦɎ.¤.ɎΦ+Ħ

by coating the chakras in love-bands of white one lets in compassion while keeping out fright

˙шĦџº◊ºџĦш˙

the boy loves high-fiving he does it a lot and leaps for my hand with all the strength he's got

ӝī=C·ȣ∏ȣ·Ɔ=īӝ

the pain was so intense he almost passed out but never did let out a whimper or shout

ш-×Ħ:ī=ī:Ħ×-ш

inside is a hollow a null-nothing place from which one can witness what happens apace

Ÿ.¡Ĥ•¤Φ¤•Ĥ¡.Ÿ

from pain-body's fictions arise many fears; they ruin happiness if left there for years

¥ȯ=π-ï×ï-π=ȯ¥

there are but few reasons here under the sun to speak in that foreign and bullshit fake tongue

Ʉ¦ҰǂŪӫŪǂҰ¦Ʉ

there's time to make party and time to be wise so be not beholden to the ego's lies

Ŧº◊¡×·Ψ·×¡◊ºŦ

the doubt it just sits there on down at the core and each day it pulses and waxes some more

ȯ]Ʉӝ◊Ɏ◊ӝɄ[ȯ

the anchor of madness is stuck deep inside – to yank it would damage much more than just pride

¤џï¡Ħ˙ǂ˙Ħ¡ïџ¤

what good is much money if one hasn't joy – what at first is pleasant will soon just annoy

Ʊ:+ɎCȯŦȯƆɎ+:Ʊ

when out on the trackless and well wind-whipped range be sure you stay clean to avoid getting mange

×ī.¡ӝ◊ºшº◊ӝ¡.ī×

now line up get counted and pay all you must then head to the ovens – do not make a fuss

ᐄѦ^ŦɨџɨŦ^Ѧᐄ

the rage it is moving the fires are lit and he's sick of all of this weak-Willy shit

ɨ^ºǂ˚◊.ˇ.◊˚ǂº^ɨ

two dogs are enough and, well, so are two cats – let's please take a breather and leave it at that

Ұ×ᗝџ∎Ħ∎џᗝ×Ұ

the shore-break is pumping the outside is not so let's stay inside and just ride we've got