hesaidshelooks

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The Artist Lord Bryan never said time to sleep, his heroic breath was but a labored death rattle, leaving the lasting words for us, without the hand to dip and script, is to watch your wet parchment in the River Styx dissolve, man will never be whole until he is in one, searching seeking what is within out into the wild, never finding, never close, yet as close as the mother to her womb, let us recognize a difference, laborious tasks completed for pay, and thy own hands completing a task paid with a piece of your soul, as each crack a piece of marble falls, ruble debris piled up in corner for weekly trash, dust films floor and clothes, until there is no more crack of that hammer or vibrations of iron, and your soul is carried out to the dump site, only then will he find what he has longed searched for, and the hole becomes whole as backfill levels surface, the seed emerges and dirt is no more, all that remains is the man in another form #lordbyron #poetry #poems #poetrycommunity #death #romantic #soul #centerpieces #you #selfie #poet (at Asheville, North Carolina) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cpv6ShrJqsg/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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I really don’t know what happened. I just touched it, honest! https://www.instagram.com/p/CpOPYZUJ-uF/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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at Biltmore Estate https://www.instagram.com/p/CpB9h7puzKs/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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There is no bell no head or body, I am not as you are not part of thee, when realization crystallizes curious thoughts, a bell appears ringing true for the angels wings or your last rites, congregation pities the lengthy service, tears and wails, saddened only that you no longer suffer as us all, the hand tosses soil rich, shovels backfill occupied hole, and in a distant a bell rings, silent roars only within our souls, Lord plagued us with doubt filled with bravado, screaming youths revolt for not, the tale told time again, sprouts sown, fostering visions of grandeur, while elders grimace, Abraham to Isaac, Isaac to Jacob to eternity, does the bell toll for the savage beast and sacrificial lamb, perhaps the infant exposed to our cruel world, I ask the trumpets sound alarm like the bell that gongs, lay to rest poetic verses causing boils draining infectious nonsense, let me hear that bell, so I may break the pen I cherish and bleed the inkwell dry #metallica #hemingway #johndonne #camus #forwhomthebelltolls #lordandsaviorjesuschrist #church #muhammad #death #life #bells #tolls #anger #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetryporn #poetryisnotdead #poetrylovers #poetsofinstagram #poets #poetsofig #poetssociety #artist #art #photography #photo #selfie #wanker (at High Noon) https://www.instagram.com/p/Co8t1f-uqm-/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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#forwhomthebelltolls #metallica #hemingway #johndonnepoetry #albertcamus #lordsaviorjesuschrist #muhammad #life #death #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetryisnotdead #poetryporn #poetrylovers #poetrygram #poetsofinstagram #poets #poetsofig #poetsociety #poetsofindia #poetsandwriters (at Every Where) https://www.instagram.com/p/Co8nUJdurnM/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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I am a dirty wink Flickering tongue A hand jester to shoot Write it see it do it To you For me Filthy finale Smack on the ass Good game And a I don’t give a fuck About you or your sensitivity I’ll give you the baby Abort with a glare Judge this you prissy sis For a shove up your ass Send off my train With my throbbing vein For the win #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetryisnotdead #poetryporn #poetrylovers #travel #travelphotography #travelling #travelgram #travelblogger #miami #miamibeach #flying #airplane #sensuality #reading #literature (at Miami, Florida) https://www.instagram.com/p/CogZUQ-OlFI/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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They may get my brain but they will never take my nails! #aliens #nails #fashion #nailsofinstagram #ufo #theylive https://www.instagram.com/p/CoGYUQ1p_x5/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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#bookstagram #tape #cassettes #poetry #poem #poetrycommunity #poet #tree #music #aquarius #aqua #teal #photography #picture #sex #hard #what #dirty (at Book Store) https://www.instagram.com/p/CkDmpnNO9Rj/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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#poetry #poetrycommunity #poet #bookstagram #sëxy #shakespeare #albertcamus #khalilgibran #jackkerouac #beat #citylights #nature #trees #writersofinstagram https://www.instagram.com/p/Cj4B0m0pNoC/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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#systemofadown #poet #poetry #poetrycommunity #poem #adobe #stock #people #fancy (at Inner Visions) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cj1fuBSJTQz/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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I sleep upon a midnight ferry, coins paid to his delight, piece of me with each row, further further down I go, and as the banks grow nearer seen, I too grow with anxious gut, a rock that sits in belly hard, sinking me further further on this trip, I shall never return to this day or next, nor will I see a memory again, ferryman lands on embankment proud, gesture hither yonder I go, each step bends my knees, until crawling with begging pleas, as the flesh peels from my wounds, bones crack in desperate gloom, feat I will never conquer while skies sing the hereafter, in heap I lay but not without warning, last breath will last forever #sunset #sunrise #sun #nature #photooftheday #photography #field #day #poem #poetry #poet (at Your Moms House) https://www.instagram.com/p/CiFbFMbOZ0q/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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Saints yell in silence and so does their Messiah, walking working wielding weapons of action, that beheads the soulless and strikes accord to the wonderers, jungles deep word finds each root, dessert bare delivers mail to a nomad, cave dwellers hidden dark to leave in light, cities crime is searching to hard, serene siren rings a bombshell shelter, which wall is it we wail to, this side that side, a baby caught in barbwire cries a spirit vanish, stars nothing but an illusion here, sun a painted frame, within within, is the silent protest and roaring forgiveness, saints, no one in particular, praised for living and dying unjust or maybe poor, we are all saints in cahoots with the Lord, signifying a spinning tale to alter, presented in rituals holy, hallelujah, jumping Jehoshaphat, fill the cup runneth over with your coin, shall I flip cup it up as Jesus to the bankers, bastard, not all can feed a family of four with fish and bread alone, digress is to digest and to regurgitate Necessary evil, until it is heard, and then, the rambunctious rant of the head settles to a little chapel, white and still, nesting it’s birds of a feather, for you, when you are ready to hear the silence, and called to sit in your pew (at SELF) https://www.instagram.com/p/Ch3doNLOXc0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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When the New York Dolls sang about trash, I’m certain it was a figure of speech, but when you actually live with and in it, it’s not that cool, it’s a collective of peoples discarded shit, which also includes their lives, so now I’m stuck between real and life, pretending I’m better, but I do t pick this shit up, I just step on over and carry on with my day, leaving and then returning to trash, attitudes, drugs, dog shit, people shit, only in an apartment is it ok to fuck off on your neighbor, in a home it’s by choice, I can pretty up my home or run it to the ground, I can choose to live with others who spray the area with feces, or pay to pretend piss doesn’t exist, in an apartment it is always the transitional people, some good some bad, always waiting for something better to take you away, or forced to take your shit elsewhere, usually to a shittier place, end the end, call it luxury or call it ghetto, owners versus tenants remain, the prosper and stuck #poetry #poetrycommunity #poem #poet #trash #apartmenttherapy #apartmentdecor #apartment #management #garbage #lifeofluxury #luxurylifestyle https://www.instagram.com/p/Cfud_0XpvNI/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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The Oaxaca women I wrote this for said it made sense after I asked her if it made sense and then confirmed she doesn’t speak English and I don’t write Spanish so the end result is success!!!! #oaxaca #tacos #tacocitylouisville #mexico #cyprustrees #poet #poetry #poetrycommunity #photography (at Taco City Louisville-Middletown) https://www.instagram.com/p/CfsEVaKpxpf/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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My poems may be trash to some but I am clean, and sex is rough with passionate penetration, fluids sent with no precision, but my aim is true, my thoughts are dirty harsh cruel, but my actions are pure, sin licked like a lady’s labia, my bite is only a nibble, dislike distain anger hate, heart pours a bursting joy, as mother pounds my cock with vigor, she kills all with sweeping waves, but I come back, and I continue, living as my poems penned, each typed letter to word, forms a disgusting societal pleasure, paraded as a beloved work of art #trash #garbage #dirty #apartmentliving #apartment #gross #sexy #toughtitties #sperm #litter #why #poetry #poetrycommunity #poet #poemsfromthetrash #jdwhitfield #pussyriot #holla #vagina #women #motherhood #mothernature #death #anger #hate #words (at Louisville, Kentucky) https://www.instagram.com/p/CfcfwRIp2T2/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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Ceiling cut to lower me down, to hear him speak to me, to her me to speak to me, to hear, and retain what is known and spoken, close off that rafter for no more can rappel, so speech can become a whisper, sending waves from humble home across the seas, crippled me misery merciful, with words from he, to pass to thee, being worldly presence which can not know of beyond, only in dreams dreaming within, as I awake from the presence of he who is now me, who is now eternity after #poetry #poetrycommunity #poet #poems #poem #poema #poemoftheday #poemsporn (at MEAL) https://www.instagram.com/p/CfQL7QEO9zs/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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Why? That’s the way it is Why must it be so? Deafening cries and silence only tells When will this end? Never, only softer sobs Why do we do what we do? Mix of boredom blessed with love How much more can I endure? There is no limits to suffering Am I you and us with we me? Eternity written before beyond with your name embedded endless for you it consumes #hello #poetry #poetrycommunity #writer #makessense ## (at Here) https://www.instagram.com/p/CetG6imucnU/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=