clock on the wall can you tell me how much time I got of course not don't want to be late need to be on time travel back a few steps erase and add a few lines then todo that often sometimes my new moto is no love no love it's a non lethal intentional subliminal like what the law is to a criminal slowing down in the middle of a rush to figure out which way to go freestyle awhile then continue to flow umpteen watches in my possession a collection of time I can't keep looking out the window at the same tree wondering if the tree see me staring into space the look on face says it all don't have to open my mouth to explain the telepathic thought sounds like a plain in flight reaching great height
The Immortal Wize
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A While Back
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OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY The Immortal Wize
Green Screenif it cannot be touched it cannot be held if it cannot be held it is not capable of being handled if it cannot be handled it is not tangible perceptible ponderable nor sensible if it is not material it is not visible it must be solid it must be concrete to be noticable otherwise it is not substantial real actual nor physical believing something without proof or substantial evidence is credulous belief the stage is set for audience's who are ripe for the picking born yesterday green as grass easily taken in by the performance  |
I Knead To Knowthe price of bread got me blown a month old loaf got me baffled wondering where's the mold |
Bountifulas November approaches the day we say happy Thanksgiving is upon us we've been told the tale heard several stories about what the day is about most of us look forward to all the food we should always be thankful for having plenty of food how can we survive without it but when you really think about it a whole family gathered together should be thankful for having each other |
Editit's hard not to miss back in the day if you were there you would know what I mean when I say it's too much different now than it was then you could fight sustain bumps bruises lacerations busted lip bloody nose go home clean up and heal "you could go home" not get killed scooped up by the corenor and taken to the mourg think of the countless souls that would still be here if they only had a chance to go home instead of ending up in a funeral home if we go back let's go back to that the time we lived to see tomorrow |
Roundaboutgetting over it is right round the corner careful not to take the wrong turn make the wrong move get lost on the path going through the pass drift off swerve into the past bump into who I once knew stutter to utter the words "what's new" attempting to remove enough tension out the way to escape further uncomfortable conversation |
Dip Outdipped a whole chip in the thick dip came up with half of a chip the other half still in the dip solution thin the dip or thicker chip a stab in the dark unforeseen situation hiding behind the door on the second floor same old thing same old stuff same old month old bread no mold to indicate it's too old to consume poisons not a placebo a diet of speculation is lack of education hear say is unhealthy for the well being stand clear |
A While Backclock on the wall can you tell me how much time I got of course not don't want to be late need to be on time travel back a few steps erase and add a few lines then todo that often sometimes my new moto is no love no love it's a non lethal intentional subliminal like what the law is to a criminal slowing down in the middle of a rush to figure out which way to go freestyle awhile then continue to flow umpteen watches in my possession a collection of time I can't keep looking out the window at the same tree wondering if the tree see me staring into space the look on face says it all don't have to open my mouth to explain the telepathic thought sounds like a plain in flight reaching great height |
Kaboomif I fold a sheet of paper into a sharp point and poke someone's eye out the point is defining things limits it's use and ability |
Blurit's never about what it's about it's always about what it's about |
I Don't Want To Talk About Itthere's some things we don't want to talk about and we don't want to hear about my friend had a lump on the neck for quite some time I wanted my friend to go to the doctor to get it looked at but my friend was too afraid to in time I convinced my friend to go get it looked at when my friend returned I asked my friend what did the doctor say about the lump my friend said "I Don't Want To Talk About It" I settled for the answer I knew it was cancer and I didn't want to hear about it |