Kevin Patrick

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I write for therapy, not really for art, I write to communicate and express myself in a form that can promote communication between parties, and because its really cool to read about other people and their lives beliefs and stories

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  • Oceanus Wakes (A Pretentious Name From T...
    Blind is the ocean to the sound of its motion As it roars with momentum of immeasurable melody Ushering its whitecaps of sinuous elocution Against the gold Shorelines with foam balm fidelity
  • Scary Treats - Halloween Poem
    The Moon is full and ominous Conspiring spectrums in the mist With terrors mortals should not know Catastrophes within the soul
  • Recipe Of Hate
    Mix half a cup of Ignorance With
  • Girl Named Suicide - Amanda Todd Story
    Another damaged misfit, another little girl Who wrote a letter saying 'goodbye you old cruel world She had enough of living, without a sign of hope And now she's going sliding, down the end of rope
  • Scream Of An Ugly Butterfly
    My spelling is quite atrocious And my grammar is perplexing I'm not literately ferocious Which makes reading me quite vexing
  • Black, White And Grey
    Tell me life is black and white That there's a wrong and there's a right Where good men never rot in graves And villains always change their ways
  • Nostalgias Drug Trafficking
    Beauties ugliness is times growing divide Every spring's may flower Becomes a Locus of pride
  • Winding Road
    The path is free, the road is not So take with care the way you cross The bends are sharp at each ways mark But let the four winds guide your heart
  • I Eat Peanut Butter
    I eat peanut butter from a jar Sitting quitly naked at the bar Wired in frankincense and cheap olive oil You can never spot where Ive hidden my old boil
  • Journey's Not So Long
    When I was a little Boy The world seemed so young And now that I'm slightly old I still sing to that song
  • Springs Athletic Rise
    Spring glides briskly like a sprinter But she wont stride, until theres a March to parade along the equinox
  • Happy People
    Don't you hate. That awkward silence As if there's an odor And you're bad bacon
  • Lucky Silver Dollar
    If I were a nickel Then I would like to be a dime That could rise up to be a quarter Of one fourth of a dollar
  • Words For My Loves Ears
    You want me to say “I love you” Well, I love you And you want me to say
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Zombie Feeding Time

He sighs with weight deep in his breath
Marked by unease in his dog collar vests
While dutifully watching the concrete frontier
For the Fords and Escalades that march at the rear
While the infantry marines of dodge caravans
Spew there side doors with kindergarten clans
There's no rest for the weary mobilized at his station
When its times to collect for the fast food nation

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