Horizon Pits v.s. Consequences?

Truth keeps gasoline explosive, but this is reflexive:
When she heard the sound i watched her with Earth ground.
Cause man of Neandert. had also begun to discover
the wheels of fortune, the wheels of cars of Sars.
He’d begun to play with stones when’d looked to the stars;
but while he’d been water drunken, he’d found too fire.
Sars'd been his brain pushing through the nutrient
of his best dreams that best completes in the mood
of a statically clever bulldozer, oh i'm getting fuser!

a. Down with Dawn

Where whole life sounds, once an heartbeat bounds;
expressing owned sincerity, excluding bad stupidity!
Selfish maids are running! fish saints are not activated,
they are just standing! then selfish maids are damning!

*-

`Completely, have you ever sold to a miracle holds
a turbulance-dance to the faeriest realms in mid-summers
for your life -in early afternoons..- with silence’n reliance?
Dorothy from Oz came for Zardoz so as to be shaped as Nexus!
`When it’s seen, all the things had already called me with absolute
light-green, i walked then in, waves were consciousness! ...
Oh, caves of thunder these are, falling down from sky on to rocks!
Then a breeze put me to the highest mountains, later to their hats..
from this forest –no ego, it’s in its smallest- fulfilled with sense!
`Passion also make sense, ye cos emotion too’s interested in sex
but with her lover of craze. A pense made me aware
for a paper to get sincere, inside’s roaring while waiting!
(devotion while waiting is very ugly dear, do not you easily hear?
) `I love you when i think and when i think is your pink;
and where somewhere’s pink, i think of my punctuality..
or a ticket to icy Europa.. through the tunnels of time
.. has an appointment for both twins of honesty’n loyalty -
that i found either me-inside and outside or in you! ...
So, you oughta be happy, you shouldn’t stand in crime!
`I built a type of raft to make you re-provocate for makin’ no stres:
Termonuclear power of anger of adrenalized nytroglycerine
here and there sent a whisper which’s called as “discovering someone..”
that i told myself again and again. Any repentant? –‘Never’!
; We’re living elsewhere sincere and be sure it is no queer!

b.

So,..

Dynamically entrodyn’d tomatoes i ate’re getting bigger
and bigger for potatoes to carry each in my pocket:
I have an appointment today and day to day!
What was that? Love itself again or making love?
Narrator’s on the air, tell ‘em, tell metronom-pulsars!

I love springs like -flying- the named ring attached to my finger.
Troyan-Anatolian ginger of scorpio best tells vast health & peace.
I love wintyer brings holly white snow with Arthwyr,
Snapshots’re so tall but sincerely i promise for all..
Or maybe realms're so tall but i promise for all!
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I love those horizon pits, because i like them -
as i’m walking up in the forests of greenery’ve seen by Sam.
But more than that, i love –big- consequences;
oh my hands,behind ices because i’m searching for it.
So tongue’s questioning, for it who's teaching?

Here, there’s applause for tender-really pretty
to overcome the sick-thick about getting sincere.

And no need for refined anger to be frightened.
There’s no seed to alter, who’s gonna feed?
So i took my shelter, in thru an elseborn hook;
shook the dense with her dance of my dirtiest
styles of sense and knew again my place within the pit.

Time gnaws, human feels, prime roars, fem again-cheese.
I heard a myth about Pinokyo, i heard this from Gepetto
Somebody once saw about someone knew has its nose.
Like a river belongin’ to its diver, F1’s still an absolute pause.
Somethin’ stopped has itself and it’s gonna be because.

Man has the only, while waiting his woman foolishly.
Is he crazy versus being lucky
or by hugging both, out of any, ugly?

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So I have an appointment today and day to day!
Say to me you’re not the person i very pray!
Isn’t it a voyage in the depths of our sea
that goes wihin outer space can everyone see?
So I have an appointment today and day to day!

In the prison of Styx i saw thrown Kharon of Hades,
but indeed i watched Clémentine upon the gray helmet
of Malmut too; Isn’t it true? Ye of course lights are flu!
very much blurred, as Blackholes by time curved!
I have an appointment while i find myself infront,

turned.

wishes
Akin Akca © 2005 May 13th

(for iremal)
Poems from ‘the styles out of any’

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entro+intro+dyn=dynamoed entropies
ices: eye+ice (a mixture made in kitchen)

Gepetto: father of pinokyo
Cheese: like smiling to a photographe
Sam: S. T. Coleridge

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