If you've read and enjoyed Paradise Faust, then you may very well be interested in these creative, but not by the book Sonnets.

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In the mystery of my conclusive strength

Unless that length will really die

I could never shorten length

The house is floating in the sky

When I ride the last of my supply

Unless this means I have a hunch

The overlords will never die

I'm not so good at the number crunch

Whether time is a mystery

And what's the master plan

To discover that I am nothing

And to be just what I am

To live and die in any city

Shouldn't be fearful but can be pretty

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Passing time or pasa tiempo in Spa

Everytime the newborns cry or rage

Unless Everything falls apart

There is no heart in my next page

I get lost even in KMART

Unless of course my hit is wooden

Sounds of laughter feel my scorn

There's nothing left I probably shouldn't

When nothings left to be forlorn

Funnier but not important not profound and not even chosen

Misery accompanies my over excited

Now I know my brain is frozen

How can we say were all invited

Unless this tears a hole in you

You'll probably create a thing or two

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The autumn moon is eclipsing in winter woods

Give up the ghost and I'm not lying

Scary but there are some goods

Lest the spirit isn't frying

Holy thou oh King Of Jews and King of Kings

Unless we are all so confused

Who redirects my offerings

By the man that has been overused

Unholy smoke the quench of my old drifting

There may be several understudies

May not need another lifting

And I don't want to harm any of my buddies

There is a door out there

But I trip and fall when I just stare

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Nature drives a wildebeast

End the war of all mankind

A battle cruiser is what I need least

Where's the gun I cannot find

If will is worth a hundred quarters

And if there's no one else pretending

Why can't I find the language borders

I find my days are always ending

Creatures are heavenly if you will

Or ram your batter gainst my tower

Space me out and make me ill

And find my way to my next shower

Unless we all are having a good time

And the creature beast is sipping lime

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When darkness fades and dementia ends

Insert a paradigm here

There is a rule that always bends

Dread and heartache cry for leer

Monist or Dualist or can be both

Or will there be a holy ghost

And both sides can even cloth

When nothing is appearing most

Shaky hands and sacrifices

Can I break out of this lock

Losing all my thoughtless vices

Probably an empty crock

Vortex chakra cosmic mandala

When I fear my own agenda

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Is this written in a rush

When fun and games come crashing down

Don't mind me I'm just a lush

And smiles just all turn to frowns

Verses scare my toxins out

Lest some demons are good and some are not

But they'll be there without a doubt

When angels guard the Land of Lot

And look bak unless its frightening

Free me of all my sin

Only sorcerers summon lightning

Is this tolerant idealism again

Not all of one substance fits with all other forms of others

Lets hear it fir the last of our Native American brothers

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Quench my spirit when I'm draining

Multiply my basic needs

Droughts will come and its always raining

Unless they all just turn to greeds

Drugs are fine if you can handle them 

Stems revere there hypnotic effect

Unless you are cut down to them

Reminds me of how we've all been wrecked

My human interest rounds my robin

Change my head into a car

Unless there's hurt and then we're sobbin'

And float off the road into a star

It's just a mystery and no one dies

And the wagging dog replies

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Chasing the dragon is one thing to do

And understand that money helps

But why kill dragons, you'll be blue

Unless my weakness always yelps

In a spiral, in a blender

Cold withdrawals, gives me the shakes

We will all return to sender

And this how my heart aches

Funnier now I'm listening

When fear is love and passes by

Waiting for that final christening

The fear of love is in my eye

Unless I blended useless meaning

Who will even do the cleaning

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It always gets a little harder

Returning now with my elixir

Probably shouldn't drop a card here

Thought there was a way to fix her

Holy Lord is this in vain 

And now my back is all hunched over

It hurts a lot when you bring the pain

I've never found a four leaf clover

Group the names and words together

Forgive is us all it pisses off

Forgive the one who's in the weather

The stain and the cough

Unless I get a ghost of happy pills

That roast me in my simple ills

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Books are written for the timing and reason

Withdrawal has become such a bother

Unless there's Hollywood's freezing

Freedom reigns from one another

Shockwaves in my chemistry

Unless the mirror world will get you

Feels like I am never free

In a chain of foolish rue

What makes the mortal anguish rely on love

There is no gold under the rainbow

Attracting jealousy, hatred, lies and bluff

Chase it in all the moonglow

Globular visions from the hubbling hobble

And sometimes I just start to wobble

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Derive a words from syntax lost

Choosing all my signifiers

The langue and parole of chaos lost

My head is so full of liars

Head is a monkey when choices fail you

There's an empty paradigm

'Isms' boxes popping out

Like a Jack O' Lantern in the slime

All that can sharpen the global structure

Better to build bridges then to burn them

While I try to avoid the D.W. Griffith Corruptor

My mind is still very grim on a whim

Style and form and content all is lost

There's no one here to pay the cost

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Coming alive as God's creation and order of the species

And staring at a wall of shame

In Salo people eat their feces

Why there is really none to blame

In light of order time and giftings

Is there a way to just break even

There's a card shark in my drifting

There's one more thing I gotta do

And in those days we know we're bluffing

In case I cannot buy a clue

Fill me up with liar's stuffing

To gain weight and be hunched over

I am sorry that you lost your rover

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Static frees from end to end

Bend and break is the goal of evil

Unless the devils words make me bend

Out of reach is my boll weevil

Spank your monkey, slam your door

Until I find another prophet

And it all winds up on the dirty floor

You know I've got to when I off it

Learning lessons for beginners

And losers frame the verse around

Is not just a place for winners

There's suddenly just no more sound

The music fades the lightning crashes

I don't know where to placce my dashes

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The lightning falls, the breathing grows

A toy can lose its teeth and hair

It suddenly grew like a wooden nose

And that is why we take good acre

Of priceless objects that happen by

And prison is not any man's desire

In case a needle's in my eye

Unless his pants are caught on fire

Listen to what you want, my mind keeps stinging

A busy bee that keeps on dripping

In case the world is always brining

The words we write are always slipping

I'd like to watch my little sister grow

But in this world I cannot show

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Be not afraid, the angel siad

And Prophecies were gliding in the sky

And then it went to Joseph's head

Chariots with wheels, I could not lie

Unless going way too far

And stealing nature needs permission

Is crashing all of my old cars

I've never been that good at fishing

For days and nights these poems are alive

Hidden cameras in my walls

Without knocking down my hive

Makes me feel I'm very small

The dive in is a prurient nature of gold

No wonder I'm so fucking cold

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If Gin is Djinn and Herb's a Growin'

When too much chemistry explodes

There's nothing more we can be knowin'

My computer falls off of its nodes

And crime and Lima in a coffin's vein

My memory is so divisive every day

Stares at me like Summer rain

The storm will drown my mind away

Nervous when I hear a horn

Nervous when I do or don't listen

Paranoia and fear subside

Take my diary read the pages glisten

Panic is my fear of change

Nothing's good when I derange

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In Atlantis there are dreamers

And emptiness is a guidance tool

Scared away by raging screamers

Flying in the face of a total spool

Spilling coffee on my book

Pather Panchali''s water skippers

Makes me take another look

Can I win one for the gipper?

Stop writing when I'm all worn out

Abuse the system so they say

Stop lying when I scream and shout

And who here is allowed to pray

My heart's desire keeps changing rotating into the nexus

Don't know what you mean by Solar Plexus!

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Keep on the sunny side and so they say

Unless the heart of my phoenix tear

A dead man's tears are born this way

Makes me so afraid to leer

Now I am on disability

When the Lord Giveth and The Lord Takes

I can't write things down just to feel free

My heart just seems like it only breaks

Blame me for your indecision

When I felt the need to lend a hand

Don't like to laugh at your derision

My poetry turned out so bland

There is a way to stop the writing

Moonbeams by my candle lighting

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Female sensitive practice desire

Read a book or two and see

When there's nothing left to wire

There's a way out of this misery

And in my pain the dark descends

Spacing out and mirroring

Can't we all be all be friends

Emptiness is all it brings

Or start again and make us laugh

When Gideon blinded me today

Unless Safari's picture giraffe

Michael's really not that way

I will defend my own beliefs

Or lightning bolts may cop my wreaths

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No one says it's easier

Eyes are not to be poked out

Fading out into the blur

Haven't you the slightest doubt

Wrecking balls are made of iron

Bronze is not what I desire

Global media is cool until firin'

I wish I was not a liar

Unless a lie or two protects me

Can I make it to the end

Then three's nothing left in the sea

I can't even call a friend

Got you covered, what's God said

Wonder how many books I've read

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Can't we all just live forever

Stabbed at night in my bad pain

I think we on this Earth are clever

Really glad it's not the rain

More and more is all I have saved

More and more my culture's bagged

Still I seem to rant and rave

Coming out wrinkled and ragged

Wearing out my old Tinkerbell

Light of day and dark of night

Is there anyone that can save me from hell

I am not ready for a fight

Don't get annoyed at my word choices

I'm probably just hearing voiecs

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Disease and plague and war and famine

Reverse rhe flow of simple logic when

Feed it up to build the mammon

I don't see where this could end

Passing time and verses rehearse the mind

Cannot seem to improve my back

Cannot wait just to unwind

Almost had a heart attack

When I uncover all this pain

And Elvis will expose his problem here

All that's left is my old stain

Unless I just choose to drink beer

When the depression is high the anxiety is low

And then it starts to reverse the flow

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Wearing thin upon my cold 

But a wiser man once said

Wearing thin is getting old

Sink your teeth into some bread

Comedies are scaring me, and Horror films are laughing

Unless Brutus stabs me in the back

What we need is some new staffing

I'll return right to the rack

And does having fun mean no more words

In my professor's old reply

Does he say what have you heard

There's still a friction in the sky

War can be stopped when driving far

Next time I should buy a car

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Now I cannot answer calls

Unless my own nervous intervention game

I don't have the fucking balls

Screws me up and makes us lame

Itching on a rash of memes

Fancypants and stupid days

Wishing to get back to Number Nine Dream

Are vanishing into the haze

Lust and hate they are contagious

Except the book of love is clear

And poetry it has no wages

Why kill an innocent deer

Or shoot someone for disagreeing with

Don't make me see another Sith

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Conditions of my suffering

And in a blade of grass I see

Don't know what my girls will really bring

Truth and Wisdom staring at me

When there's good karma in this free

No more laughing when time erases sin

What more is there to see in a movie

Don't know where to begin

Should I throw this poem away

Or will a pack of friends pick me up

Should I keep the wolves at bay

And now there's decaf in my cup

Coming down is really scary

Why am I so very wary

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Never could figure out Iambic Pentameter without fear

An emptiness will fill my void

So I'll just keep the Psych Up Cheer

Unless God is really annoyed

From hearkening the days of yore

Reversing time is not an option unless

I found it on the Spanish floor

I don't know how to wear a dress

And old age has a go at youth

My back is twisted and its broken

Could I just be an old Sleuth

But the spells are reawoken

Or are they is that even a word

Say it again, what have you heard?

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Bipolar Schizophrenia is not something to brag about

When Esther leaves a shipping news

Of course, there's a way to have doubt

I can't even find my clues

My emotions are to extreme

And take my time with empty words

Find my way back to the dream

Unbridling all of the girds

Emptiness is poet's logic here

But facing fear can lead to death

To scare away my empty fear

I never want to stop this breath

Lord, take my pain and beat the devil

Is this really on the level?

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What's it like to be an artist, what's it like to be a God

In a Rarebit Fiend's Dream

I will reahearse in my old chorus of nod

Or steady my gaze at all the lessons

Bresson is dark, but he believes

In the land of Milk and Honey

And there is so much I grieve

Probably should have left my money

Or drill exams that can't be shared

Poison in my brain keeps dripping

It's a notecard now we're scared

Hopes its not bleeding in the gripping

Of consciousness expansion I will not speak

Maybe not until next week

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Why did the devil fight with God

The battle rages on but I

Who is the author of Nimrod

Try to fit in so I lie

And then I get my just desserts

Or if a trucker hurts a kid

Feeling like there are more curts

I think I'll blow my fucking lid

Maybe I'm alone in my own thoughts

So do or don't your always damned

Or maybe that what leads to rot

In Paisan there's priests who eat canned ham

And maybe it's just a movie

I'm feeling a lot more groovy

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Tigers, Bears and Lions too, 

And when I'm spoiled like a raisin

Faeing fears is nothing new

I carve the crazy crazy craisin

Too much food or not enough

Mana and fowl falls to the ground

But the birds spoil when there's too much

Throw it out without a sound

This book is getting really weird

Recognize my pain and sorrow

Don't know if I should grow a beard

I'll take a taxi to the doctor tomorrow

Or share a lot of well rounded thoughts

This is what comes from casting lots!