Terry Horn - More Poems
thanking
Goddess humor
especially
when
my eyes were
on the table
looking
right back at me
hungry for the unknown
long gone
might be thinking
wait a minute
fear so deep
could be wisteria
the super center crumbles
we are here to help
forgetting loyalty
what
do you have against life
can not remember
past being over
repeats
then repeats
was not true
outsmarts yourself
comes with a twist
still
full of empty
outsmarts Ai
in the early days
masked
to hide identity
banded together for
survival
joined the group dynamic
mummified ignorance
happiness and meeting
in the parking lot f1
thousands of years
of history
to be saved
know how we feel
about the future
lost in space with
a credit card
in the shadow
of hard times
example
feel your hate
someone like that
kool aid with ice
been and released to
live in fear
read about it in a cartoon
bury me next to you
sending a message
be careful love in joy
got the death sentence
the idea is salvation
21st century mystery
waited for this
infiltrated a solution
utilize the valuable information
your skillful and stunning logic
overcomes the grip of
being reborn
odds
are against you
the secret of business
exposed
here to buy
get sold then
buy some more
in a cornfield in DeKalb
takes us back to
an era made of iron
and stone
what it represents
heritage
unsatisfied
with lust
we love you
remember that
all about terror
all about the
generation
are you having
a good day
sorry
we fucked it all up
that morning
as all the kids
went off to school
mom went to work
dad stayed home
to masterbate
the world
was about to change
saw your spark
saw it glow
saw as you
put it out
saw it all
with eyes full
of knowledge and wonder
and fullfillment
a prostitute and a maid
drink some moon water
start over
define the intentions
turn water into new words
explore another dimension
use your brain
present and conscious
world cracks open
live like you matter
just another promise
kept
then broken
get faith
and rejection
paintings in lieu of
maps
choked ideas
mouth’s full of
plans
not much
is all I know
suppose to eat that
reject rejection
wait
relapse
create a bluebird
become a pink flamingo
never
going
to do that
again
sleep
in the thrill
of vomit
linked to lettuce
drugs for drug
complications
a hat for mars
x ray sun glasses
your life of crime
and ownership
this is not a painting
it is a memory
a breath taken
a life of
intimate knowledge
afraid of silence
to many ghosts
to many whispers
palaver in an empty
shoe
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