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Drink and drink the dregs

Posted on August 21, 2012 by bill gannett

Drink and drink the dregs And smash the glass- Praise this mighty thirst That bottle outlasts! Print Friendly

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Bells ring, the heart sings god is dead- Love awakes

Posted on August 17, 2012 by bill gannett

Bells ring, the heart sings god is dead– Love awakes: The God Man smiles with infinite pain for our sake. O the pain, the dull pain of the mind’s bitter greed That plants and reaps eternally such barren seed. Drown … Continue reading →

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After we were colonized and homogenized

Posted on July 29, 2012 by bill gannett

After we were colonized and homogenized More or less, we agreed to be mesmerized. We sacrificed and gilded a bull to Progress To atone for the blood of our rapacious lust. O dazzling Future- bury the past with aplomb: May … Continue reading →

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Crazy my love for the Lover beyond reproach

Posted on July 21, 2012 by bill gannett

Crazy my love for the Lover beyond reproach; Alas for the heart that drinks her poison hooch! She gave me her lips again and again, but now I can’t remember who, or when, or where, or how! My memories have … Continue reading →

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The Lord and Master

Posted on July 6, 2012 by bill gannett

The Lord and Master Lives in vast Silence. Memory and speech Inspire violence. Print Friendly

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Stone breaks to dust

Posted on July 2, 2012 by bill gannett

Stone breaks to dust, And longs for light; Brute man awakes To perfect fright. Print Friendly

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All the pain behind your laugh and smile

Posted on June 30, 2012 by bill gannett

[soundcloud url=”http://api.soundcloud.com/tracks/51612476″ iframe=”true” /] All the pain behind your laugh and smile Is your grace that destroys our vast denial. What we long thought was your ocean of bliss, We now know drowns us slowly kiss by kiss. How can … Continue reading →

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Hi-Po the hippo was abandoned as a baby

Posted on June 10, 2012 by bill gannett

Hi-Po the hippo was abandoned as a baby; Mr Hippo became his unwitting daddy. Mrs Hippo yearned to keep the baby boy Left on their doorstep, but he wanted no such joy. This cute baby hippo inspired his decision That … Continue reading →

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All praise to snivel-shits

Posted on June 2, 2012 by bill gannett

All praise to snivel-shits: We bow to witless brown-nosers! May we all enjoy the grace of such Genuflection. The scent of such ambition Inspires flattery: All praise to Institutional Ass! (The Master will survive our Shameless praise.) Print Friendly

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Live with a pig and learn how to grunt

Posted on June 1, 2012 by bill gannett

Live with a pig and learn how to grunt, And a diet of pork will make you rant! Love for a diva won’t make you sing, But a hunger for soul gives heart wings. Print Friendly

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