Nicolas 'Kokonutz' Kokonas

Don’t lose yourself so quick
Or be so quick to let your mind wander,
Don’t let you eyes be so quick
Or be so quick to believe your eyes,
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There was a snail slithering through my house the other day,
When he saw my flowerpot sneakers by the door he laughed and told me I was lazy
I said “Hey, I’m not lazy I’m just waiting.”
He snickered and replied “You know,
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Playing Chinese checkers
At the orange blossom ball
Stuck in Chinese finger cuffs
That I attribute to my fall
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Lying in a pool of mud
Beneath a thousand suns
The buzz is constant.
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I was fermenting in a vat of stout
Slurping down epic gulps of the finest aged hops I have
had the pleasure of drinking in twenty seven dog years.
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These aging shoes seem to follow me wherever I try and flee
but even when I got rid of those old and rugged,
weathered,
tethered,
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A small glimpse through the crack of the door and
Lucy,
was lost.
An eerie shiver and trembling overtook her
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Tired, bored, homelessly ugly in a visual desert of hallucinogens.
It’s dry.
and I haven’t slept in days,
The grains of sand in the wind
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Tales from tomorrow
Shall never be told by the mouths around the nipples of the old
We will sit lonely
Like the men up on the parkway
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So sad, pathetic soul
Sitting, quiet benches, back,
Fallen, sleeping under rain,
Quiet regrets, lain rest,
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Lonely feelings come
Only on sober afternoons,
Don’t worry about it
You’ll be dead soon enough,
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Perched upon a fence post-
apocalyptic war
The old men I meet tell TALL
TALES about how they had beaten time
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Strip the trees of all there bark
And all you have is leaves
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So they tell me this is life
I’m supposed to find a pretty girl to make my wife
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There was a palm tree looking at me
Rather strangely
Like he wanted to ask me a question but couldn’t find the right words
I nodded to him gently as if to say
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The sun’s last visit was the dusk
of the evening, and rest,
Rest until we can no longer rise
We have begun to lose our minds,
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Liquid smoke in a spray bottle when you’re fishing for a new pair of shoes at the local saloon.
A glimpse to the past makes you question your future
Never question my authority or lack there of
Let it go,
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Awaken to my wardrobe
On the day of my departure
To find myself unsure
Of what to wear on judgment day
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Liberate the feeling of sadness
From the minds of the weary
For the weak shall fall but
Not before life’s struggles will end.
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I’ve had conversations with the rain
Both night and day we talk
It told me how things will be
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