tales from the murky splurge

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Saturday, February 29, 2020

Go back and start from one beginning until it feels the perfect time then forward stop and check your watch or maybe you will change your mind you stay a day oh maybe ten you seek a place to say you've been and will you visit it again or feel ok when left unseen what do we search and gain from... Sign in to see full entry.

between those lines of words and wisdom no reason or a rhyme but tucked away neatly the truth she resided there the truth her sleepy eyes and knowing smile there are no written words to share just fluid ground of silence caressing golden flowing hair come play this game she tempted like a temptress... Sign in to see full entry.

this nonsense has been so absurd remember the yellow fluffy bird the one that led a merry dance and then for two months went to France the hatter stuck his stick in the ground and with piercing eyes, he looked around a circus ring in one big tent to where the mad have now been sent bring on the bees... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, February 28, 2020

second verse. Read aloud quickly. THE ANSWER IS DON´T HESITATE AND LINGER STILL FOR HEAVENS GATE HAS NOT THE THRILL UNTIL YOU FINISH ALL YOUR TASKS SET DOWN BY DREAMS AND NOW YOU ASK THE QUESTION THAT YOU POSE I PONDER I CANNOT HEAR YOU ANY LONGER YOU ASK THE QUESTION I REPLY DO WHAT YOU WANT BEFORE... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, February 26, 2020

THE ANSWER IS DON,T HESITATE AT DOOR OR PATH AND GARDEN GATE FOR OUT THERE LIES WHAT´S DRAWING YOU TO WARM YOUR HANDS AND TOOTSIES THROUGH, MAKE NO MISTAKE YOU ARE CLEAR IN THIS TO CRAWL AWAY FROM LIFE´S ABYSS TO LIFT YOUR CHIN AND ENTER IN TO HEAR MY VOICE SAY COME ON IN Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, February 23, 2020

What is noise, if not a series of interruptions. What is silence if it cannot be broken. Corruption of thought, stirred until eyes screwed straining to make sense to hear, head is tilted a noise consistent fortitude a droning a bell ringing a pitch of petulance, determined. a dog in pain a radio of... Sign in to see full entry.

Splurge the words that make no sense And we can sell them here for 50c Words are cheap some people say Once written down they're here to stay Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, February 21, 2020

Care not my love who tempts the snare to see what boundries kept us there reach out the finger to touch sweet air then run away and show no care Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, February 19, 2020

Not forever here are we, just visiting a time it never truly belongs to us but to the earth the air and sun to us it never will belong. Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, February 17, 2020

are you still intrigued look every day what will she scribe are you matching emotions do I care about this love there is nothing to hide I have beautiful words waiting in my head to be laid upon the garden lawn where barefooted tiptoes dare not tread for silver paper ne´re be torn Sign in to see full entry.

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