Kyle Harbinger

A customer just told me that sunshine
Was falling off of her roof.
I looked at the old lady and smiled.
I was confused yet in awe of her power.
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reality creeps in like death.
gaps of truth are found constantly,
like sun rays blasting through windows
in the early morning, waking humans
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Days go by

God’s huge tears forming morning meadow mist
Over vast, landscape flesh.
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i see glorious mountains,
something like heaven
with the clouds like
cotton balls
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In the realm of my hammock
-swinging
-silenced
the summer’s night sky swallows all life
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For me, closure can be found
in empty bottles and a glass piece
for me, I don’t believe,
that what is real is what I perceive.
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An epiphany in the deepest dream-
And I wake up blind
Gasping
Wheezing
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Conflicts burden
My path and I am-
Alone.
I make decisions that
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Sometimes
We dont know the difference between
What is real?
Nothing seperates the
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but i’ll starve you in the process.
the oranges are mine.
you can pee on that globe over there
BUT THE ORANGES ARE MINE
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their names were pasted on musical notes
as we took the journey through the cackling forest,
the plants sprouting
and chinging change
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that morning when it all made sense
you talked jibber jabber.

the sparrows hung themselves
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The window was wide open.
The gateway to space,
I think
you called it.
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Yellow apple,
we met for supper in your
flat bottomed boat.
we are not here; you are beginning
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I hear the cries at night,
They keep me awake like a rabid monkey.
I hear the cries at night,
Coming from every direction and being.
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I have seen the sun
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Each snowflake a memory
Once lost.
Seven candles so dimly
Light the room
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“BACK OFF! ” I said gasping,
And spat mucous at the world,
Which was spinning fast.
Now tucked under a tree-
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