Trick or treat, money or eat
Gimme candy, or you'll meet
Double, double, toil and trouble
Windshield egged and windows bubble
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Of late I favor broken things
Like palm fronds that a wind gust brings
On sandy dunes resembling wings
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Other people’s places
Other people’s rooms
Other people’s spaces
Swept with well made brooms
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Treading on those darker roads
Like a Zombie dragging loads
Cruel pavement pounds in pain
Hopeless hands bear pulsing veins
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Warm languid fluids of the day
Now wash against night's darkened pose
again a silver passion grows
and strengthens in the musky bay
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In midst of violent battles whirl
Rapt prayer brings relief
As bombs destroy what's near and dear
He comes to lift our grief
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Overtones soft underbellies
Chime chimeras from tall castles
Gargoyles festering on perches
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Strong and lithe the well tanned bodies
Frolic in their shiny wear
Curves revealed and others hidden
Oiled and pampered with much care.
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They tell me I can save my files
In something called cloud storage
To search for folders stacked in piles
No longer need I forage
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