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Current Residence: 2 miles from the Golden Gates Personal Quote: Would U believe I was your murderer? ... www.deviantart.com/deviation/1… |

Turning screwsTurning screwsTurning screws by Ke-
Stable
Like strong horses that cant escape
Stay bull
Like waiting to throw a cowboy
Stable like
Your screws are all
Tight tight twisted in
Holding the seat still
But turning over over
Again
Wooden turning
Rounded rings
Soft curved, sex you all,
sample this, sensual salty satisfaction! what is this elegance i have been nailed to
Or ... I nailed? Myself?
Was i the target or she?
I dont see the tools in MY hands
And she has steel in her eyes, watching where I sit
Strength stretches silver smiles smelting sugars
So
My bottom never slips
From this spot
Beside her

'Knock on' Wooden WindowsPerched atop'Knock on' Wooden Windows by Ke-
He knocks on wood
Or moreso taps goodluck; chipping away
At our tree of telephone wires
As if to say
When he twists his beak toward me
That he is just one raindrop
Responsible for the storm
Tap upon my shoulder, again upon my pate
I hide behind windows
With Feigning views
Each tap upon this vision
Turning the wear into wood grain
Though vision is vapor in the sun
Roots grow from it's forgotten falls
So return the song birds
And their nests noisy
Though my bird Comes not at daybreak
And he brings no voice to
The morning song;
He brings more luck
So I might paint the visions
Before the storm
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Current Residence: 2 miles from the Golden Gates Personal Quote: Would U believe I was your murderer? ... www.deviantart.com/deviation/1… |