All the simple empty
He could take
An empty schools fall
A streets forbidden paint
All the doors broken
Babes oh the babes simple empty
To get to my chin

The cop and the feel again

im trying to help high school reach stars

in college, critical thinking, boolean logic

or in mathematics trigonometry, contrapositives

if in calculus, don't integrate

the integral isn't real, its a theory for later after owning your business
the **** american invented the equal sign also

dont forget to draw paper on paper, the light is contaminated in adverse reaction to people whom wont follow logics

too many infinite suffering questions, zen paints alone
studying the new school of nirvana

tampering with zen, post pages
so they found us, and tampering rippled back home

depth is depth, irish poetry is meaningless
i will swallow the earths appetite for competition in letters
and my stone does never had been

johnny had been asked of
when lie first appeared
just as a boy sounds of 1 or 2

johnny couldnt hold his head
he'd seens his mothers hands
just as a boy sounds of 1 or 2

built by a ship she'd travelled home
bringing hands beside
a girl he wouln't do

johnny had been asked of
when lie first appeared
built by a ship she'd travelled


its the way the general allows
eyes to wander
bringing a new laugh of terror
without tremor, the intent, to bury
johnny had been asked to surrender

just as mom had sworn, the salute

the deployment from ireland
the deploy, ment
i had been taken, finding
the tongues miss, plead
in the saying
not known, yourn

the man, churns
a sea, ferns
sagely, call

engaged, by man in chains
they are begging

people are courageous
in mexico and elsalvador

the depiction
depictions, translates
translate me out of bounds

thats cooperation
a foreign unnatural substance
run it into the guns

soft crime soft capture

help your local life and death situation
provide some visual outs, be dramatic and loud about it

create scary language and walk away people
oh my the people

jenna, 3 peels of a page later you might find me, another torn

i hazed the bothered soils, watched the shedding of seeds skin, and wept

the path to the buddhahood the younger brother of devin brown and i studied, ended in a champagne supernova, vishnu

the incorporeal self,  yiddish to me

casey and i went on a journey, to a hemp festival in eugene oregon and legalized the sky

norml policy authors

as a scholar from the 451st
my portion for the seal
is to develop the soft pull
as the navy envelopes the soldier
into a recon able deploy
his cinder plummets
and panic is command a single choice
fire=parachute
he is airborne
and my brother the general
has hand below brow
for his son crys peace to sleep

west point
kevin john mathenia

articulating the possums
meghan in hands often forged
relished and soiled, never of polish or toil
and harry, my younger brother, *****
for as taught is bach
so is mary's fraught's

king william so early in the rye
atop the irish board in chinese he'd rather pry?

the others sapling crept to mary in seeps
a gardners lapse?
before the oaken ample
yet in nested days wane
heralds of orients did play
the regretful doors in bards
capsuled ships not far

I, still the elder in the brit
squandered neerer scottish 5ths
tinctures wander, sourly pondered
beneath the maze not frayed

sanded meadow too low to grind
asked of mend or lines why not two cry
weakening hands without water
billowing glades bending and saunter

butterflys and pollen my dear blossoms

kendall and I half to halve been seen
in deserted mounds of mean
curted and quarelled
standing not furrowed
before the gentlest queen

zen gardenings awake
irish fence, good morning

of the truck

psyop'd
great, vince vaughn

try slander and libel operation
of the times bold spend of ink
apply the oppression

the visage of defeat in the oasis of parchment
a forced debate of civil rights violations in printed lust

tap challenge
i ve done work in my days for free

gregory hines, your still not there


sloppy left side, thank you for letting me steal that from use

good morning miley, love you

after the war we fight, the gals run out of gams

now ive already broke the bones, turned the china bone home on the black keys more than once to pay the rent
half'd the foot into feet and came up lame with railroad spikes on my poor country copper toes

jensen, these gals thing they can leg that train with us

try get you into lindas shape, love you linda

silent night bravado wasn't for saying i do

miley, end the wounds, stop using the galaxy
to amplify the article

without being taunted

you could sound inside against

i will make you cry to learn, im a boy
grew aint happen outside the charge yet
but its been awhile since wild blue children
crawled inside, haunting the pain
questions of whiles way home
and still the hinge
always of asking
wild child have you hugged the spring

contempo is nice

sent you all in to command, have a beautiful country

where irish winds had blown
suggesting i hadnt bent
to begin against a fin

and the way they hid the hen
laying jen down on the streets
corners with, and lights went

she'd have been better ought
she'd have been better ought

where irish winds had blown
suggest to me whiles
where irish gams told of him

poor old jen down on kev

im gonna make you are hurt today jenna

the turns, the burns
the tickets and the taxes
every time the lens would show
poor old jen headed off to kevins snows

lunch kendall?

some of my posts and writing are scientific debacles
of debates
to regress and digress
back to the basics of laws freedoms
and literacy
grabbing the attention of a scientist
engineer
med student
by shattering success and creating failure
has helped me acquire the ears and time of people in my immediate vacinity, so that we may communicate and open up new and old topics, research and publish something worth time

hopefully focusing on saving lives

in the guilt of the release
your cots running overflow
tikking talking its almost summer
about the time they give cher if's
promised to love the line, checks running red
under blacked, top decked
bottom quarter up my sleeves
splittin sides of angles, fractures of oh he can
synaptic relegated, giga he ha hi, thata bouta hold down
lips droopy loopy, grizzled elda, sprout to the forrest
thats peckin woods, irish no lovas left
ed open up and cut the mouth off mommas castle now

sums of times, 30 ways threw with the senate
up over the polished, british desk agent
back lifting the ship of my scholars at west point

i theoretically was audited once
while living with a girlfriend, it ******
we didn't know tax money language
so we went on a date to the social security office
to make the friend
and we learned that many mira's have the same name and palabra
inconsequential design of the lunch at the having to do with mira

turns out that the missing money of palabra casino rejoices when
make good time of date appointment at heritage squares

the next thing was that palabra only is that the routing of money between the califa mexico abundance kali california and mexico winery, oxnard fields of liz driscoll, love you liz, elizabeth, bettys pages

these are all of our social atrocity thoughts of the slavery language from the palabras casino government empoyee denoucements

the referendum concepts of france and reconstructionism
say style what you want, get 1 good friend start from scratch
a architectual engineer and become new york mecca muralist of make the ugly inch by inch construction thoughts and buildings go down

and we have brunch, decide better native landscape usage of valuable time alternative asking jenna marie to come around and help design mira murals, privately without the scared.

george bush, never the multiple audits of today, more buddha

the legislators dont work, they cant read

pork grinding labor braino's oh no the field is not ready

go build some pools things, dont fill with pigs they dont like to fly