DAVID GERARDINO Poems

between -perception and imagination,
lies a snap shot of my creativity, it is
here where i see the shadows do thier
dance.it is here where i dust off my
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THUNDERING preachers tumbling into
dust, recycled mythology, submerged in
mutual exploitation, and a quick fix for
a fallen and a broken love.DIM echoes,
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think, think, the day was hot.
the day was cold, the peaple
you know, were playing in
the -snow.
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THE doors are open
the lights are on
come on in, its time for our -bacchanalian festival
the smell of pot
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LOVE
WE drank it,
We shot it,
We ate it,
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MY emotions have no color,
just a visionary statement,
probing my isolation, outraged,
by all these sarcastic words,
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Filled with funny shapes and
ghost, and ugly demons.
There were clouds above,
and rain in the forcast, so i
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THE MUSIC POUNDING,
THE MUSIC POUNDING,
IN MY HEAD.
THE LIGHTS ARE BLINDING,
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moma crys
moma laughs
the man from above
says, hey moma, where
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My lord is showing me the
heavens and the stars.My
eyes are seeing the beaty
of it all.But ill keep on
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