MIKE JANFLONE
........The Poetry Of.
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Mike Janflone
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Action Verb Expose'
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Suffering with vagabond premonitions
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Collapsing faith on top of vomit
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Wondering where fate is driving me
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Deciphering tragedies from crumbled tablets
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Shifting doubt into overdrive for better mileage
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Scrubbing my skin off the dirt
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Challenging justice to prove me innocent
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Abusing loopholes to take your soul down with me
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Shaving points off my headboard
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Cauterizing the gash in my heart
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Gazing at hallucinations through my cracked windshield
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Selling virginity to the hookers on 57th
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Hoping for rain to dull the day
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Forcing tears for a believable alibi
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Throwing sanity in the backseat
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Driving spikes through the clouds
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Watching rainbows die
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Cutting my face off
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Dreaming of maggots feeding
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Understanding even a drifter finds his destination
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Mine is here
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Dying inside of you
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Chords
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Gumband fingers on balsa wood hands
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Pool ball eyes in a papier-mache' skull
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Molasses blood driven by a penis pump heart
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Brain now made of orange and green matter
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Jell-O tongue and saw tooth teeth
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It's all led to some confusion
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An eyesore in the plague of the pretty
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A still life in constant motion
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An eagle afraid of heights
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Lost the directions
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I can't remember where I was headed
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Doesn't anyone get this?
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Inversions of skin and bone
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Pity lost on the numb
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Faith stuck in the dumb
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Runaway from misunderstandings
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It's the Christmas season
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But I've got no home for the holidays
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It's hard to belong here
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Legal alien in the swarming masses
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Lost in the crowd
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Maybe the deformities are too clear
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Jumping off a refugee boat
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For a chance to wash up on an uncharted island
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All cut up from the coral
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Wishing on infection to overpower
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I'm far from immune
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Dementia kicking the door in
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Riding my back as reality steps in
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Whispers, telling me its time to revel
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To savor the damnation of the faceless persecutors
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And succumb to the fever
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Give the heretics a messiah of their own
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Habitual Cannibalism
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Wilted summers cashed in
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Sold off as fresh springs
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Pagan buyers, Christian sellers
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Dead seeds and dirt-ridden dreams
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Heretics believe the latest promise
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Reflections bent into some form of truth
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Swollen tongues misunderstood by over attentive ears
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Pulling strength off the fallen heroes
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Burying weakness under the damned
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Stars crying tears of fire
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Setting the clouds ablaze
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Waking up the hibernating nightmares
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The air thick with masochism
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The ocean crimson hues
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Gypsies breaking the wings of hope
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Drinking from the cracks in the righteous
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Spell the demons for a day or two
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Earth tired of spinning
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Letting the demented take their turn
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Run faith aground
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Open eyes in an unwanted autumn
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Falling into winter's abyss
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