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Adventures in Advertising

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Mind boggling
Google goggling
4D
Dimensions of reality
technicolour explosions of light
Interwoven into our sight

Surround sound system
Crisper than crisp crackling
boomier than a bass dropping sound woofer
audio clarity crystal clear

name dropping colour trapping
sound mapping
Sonic flow
whats is better than this I don’t know…

Interface your internet
Respect your Ciri dialect
reality vivaciously virtual
turn on your super clean washing machine
from out of the house
when you not even there

pay for play for
Must have Netflix
your next hit
Prime time video
orgasmatron specs
supernatural sex
With robots please respect

Flex your pecs at the drive in gym
super slim
wide on
Touch screen
latex rubber dream
machine

Stupendous short skirted
Pert nippled
waxed laced and bowed down
In an avalanche of grace
Beautifully designed
apple stacked
peach backed
ass clapped
wrapped in platinum and gold
Liquor

gigantic
Ginormous
credit busting
luscious fruity delicious
prized pricks
that will make you desire
Fiery flames
Floating toting
Great balls of fire
and jerk fireworks.

Peaceful river

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Peaceful river flowing free
collected together by tributaries
I am a river we are the sea
we are all memories.

Peaceful river rains collected in a river bed
We are the words collected and said
shaping the land around
with indents of smiles
traveling together for miles

Peaceful river animals coming to drink
do you ever stop to think
and take a moment
to think about life’s dream?
what makes you you and me me
do you open your eyes to actually see
life beautifully displayed

Peaceful river fish swim
we watch them jumping
games and sports blood pumping
boats traveling up and down
and all around
trees with birds nest
the days we spend carelessly are the best.

Inside the mad man

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The clammer of the overthinking overwhelmed mind

chattering away with itself like a overused hard drive.

Hope, but she is a caged bird waiting for her master

faith but all faith is enslaved in disaster.

A sonnet of despair, a song of solitude

a monologue of filth and the rude

a innocent boy and a prude.

A crazy overbearing self talk squawk

a chalk drawing of heart that’s been erased.

A penis looking up at the sky

A black dog biting its owner

A loner waiting for the strength to cry.

Freedom from attachment

but a wanting to be engaged and attached

Discourse divorced a face scratched.

silence like a scream

a dream turning into a nightmare

a blank stare

a daydream being expelled.

Hell carrying on into a lonely hello

An eye open that cannot be shut

a slut shutdown clown

love becoming only a noun.

Humbugness

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When the ghosts of Christmas’s past
won’t go, they just laugh
at all your efforts for this Christmas time
the air freshener scent of pine
won’t hide the smell of sprouts
there is a sense of disbelief and doubt
that Santa’s eaten your mince pies
you are so stressed your eye has a stye
you got put on the naughty list
the mistletoe has run out, so you won’t get kissed
you have a friend who can’t make it who will be missed
when the kids are driving you spare
you have run out of underwear
your socks are more holy than the carols being sung at church
your partner has broke up with you and left you in the lurch
so they don’t have to buy you any presents
you feel like an unlucky pheasant
because the shop assistant is being less than pleasant
remember the year will begin again
and spring time will soon be here.338E4957-BF09-4C53-9D47-412652068159

The mask

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The mask

I hide behind layers of onion like skin
You can’t see my soul, what is within?
I am a fragment of the universe
You will never realise my true worth
All the words I mean to say and have said
the pages I have written the poet bleeds,ink I have bled
read the words I have written
Explore the meaning and be smitten
Look within the cage of my soul
Lightening strikes but my inspiration is out of control

The artist in me yearns for grandeur
I want you to see my muse and understand her
Wisdom and strength through love.
The push and shove
of life gets in the way
But I define the path from which I don’t stray.