benjamin bueno Poems

Palace of power. Down with the overhaul. People of people. A shake of the hand. A punch in the face. Repetition is the mother of learning. A smile from the world and the world smiles with you. This has happened to me. Run like a banshee. Make the catch. Up at neck high. A fly ball to right field. Thunder. Blunder. Confusion. Illusion. The fan fair upruption. There's no man named corruption.
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A pigment escape through bloodshot haze. Hangs itself so lately drift. By wearing me off the sound of plague. And while orange energy anchors at the end of the earth. And by burning amber skies blooms at the top of the world. There i see the moment. When the moon is heavily emerged. A light through sight. What beauty! How palamino coal can bleed inspiration. By constantly taking the the day.
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