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We Spent the Warm Winter,
Watching
Woody Allen Movies,
Partying, Painting,
Spooning, Reading,
& Listening 2 Nas's 'Can't Forget About You'
Emily Haines's ' Doctor Blind', The Doors 'The End',
Oasis, The Libertines, The Babyshambles,
The Beach Boys! Sean Lennon!
& Motley Crue!
Along with Wham's 'Last Christmas',
& Slow Dancing 2 Jazz,
in Houseless Rooms,
on Dark Nights!
Talking about:
Artists,
of The Lost Arts!
& Students,
of The Hidden Knowledge,
Forbidden,
2 The Profane! ! !
Turning Vinegar into Wine,
& Water into Gold!
Travelling the Silk Road,
From the Secret City,
in thee Earth's Core,
AGARTHA,
2 thee End of the Rainbow!
Transferring
some of the RED SEA!
into
THE DEAD SEA,
THAT'S DYING! !
Invisible Machines,
using the Weather,
As Weapons of War!
The Diamond Encrusted Crowns,
of Ancient Kings & Queens!
& Invisible Flying Machines! ! !
Using Electro Magnetic
Warfare
on An Energy Dependant
People
Who R starting 2 Resemble
The Greek Shepherd God
PAN!
Who has the Lower Body of a Goat!
& Thee Upper Body
of a Man! !
Act 2
During the Day,
She would wear a Nun's outfit!
I'd wear a Priest's Costume!
& we'd have Crazy Convos in the Kitchen!
& Sit by the Tye Dye Sea,
& Shout:
' The 2 of us R not,
just going 2 sit here & wonder!
as the God of Thunder
Plunders
thee Earth'! !
& we Would Take the TTC
Downtown,
& Swim through thee Endless Sea
of Souls on the Snowless Streets,
Staging Verbal Duels,
Like our Belove'd 'Beats',
She would Instigate everything by
Casting the First Stone!
By saying something like-
' Sectarian Death Squads,
Wandering the Desserted Deserts,
of a Crack Head's Pipe Dream'!
& I would usually strike back with-
' Red Clouds!
Orange Sky!
Black Sand!
.....GOLD MOON '! ?
& She'd probably Reply with-
' Reg Hartt said that
We R Baptized by God,
the Moment we R Born!
& that the Sons of Man!
R Killing the Sons of God'! !
She always thought she had
the Upper Hand on me,
until I would Say something
Real Pretty,
& Witty! ! !
like:
' Ghosts Materializing!
in Material World'!
or ' Love! Guilty Pleasures! Dreams! Death!
Marriage! Technology! Deja Vu!
....Travel'! ! ?
& She Stunned,
& Semi-Stoned,
would Sip her spiked Soda
that was Bottled,
in a Plastic Bottle,
& Complain-
' I have the Uncontrollable Urge
2 Love U!
But I'm Controlling it'!
& I would shout back-
' Your the Dominatrix of my Thoughts!
I think about U all the Time!
Even When your Not Around!
& Your Always,
NOT AROUND! !
I Need you more than I Need,
Food, Water, & Polluted Air!
& That's So Funny Because
I'll Never Have U!
So How am I still Alive'! ?
Then she would Smoothly slide,
The Empty Bottle back in 2 her Bag!
knowing now that the
'Gloves were off'
& Scream-
' Colorful Characters! !
Living in a Noir World'!
or 'Beached Whales'! ?
& I'd Scream Back-
' The Black Hole is
Eating Stars!
& Spitting them Back out
into Space '!
or ' I'm FRED C. DOBBS! !
& If ya Knew Better,
Ya'd know not 2 Monkey Around
With FRED C, DOBBS'! !
a Strike like that would usually
push her 'Back against the Ropes'
putting her in her Place!
& She Would Whisper!
' I Live on a Cold Street,
With Warm Houses! !
& When I lay on the Grass,
in My Backyard at Night,
& Gaze Up at the Sky!
The Full Moon,
Always Morphs into a GIANT EYE!
that's watching me,
in Mental Movies, Double
Projected on 2 the White Screens
of Blank Walls'!
& She would always
take off her sunglasses,
but I'd Keep mine on!
& Finish her off,
with an Attack Along the Lines of:
' Surveillance Cameras
R spying on the London,
& Toronto Streets!
Everything's Starting
2 Feel Like that Book,
'1984' by George Orwell!
So BABY BEWARE! ! !
Everyone thinks that Yonge Street's
Turning into
TIMES SQUARE! ? ! ? '
By: St.Sir Michael Manners 2007
this poem is inspired by Gregory Corso's
'Poets Hitch hiking on the Highway'
Kerouac's 'Desolation Angels'
& Woody Allen Flicks,
& is my fictional Account of my Warm Winter,
with an Imaginary Girl.
St.Sir Michael Manners
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