Dream2Movie

Enan's original poetry: q-z

robatose

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It began in the future
When my I saw your destiny
When my I knew your you
Magic marker highlights the day
Tragic sparkler lightens the way
A star and a heart color the date
Smeared energy and bright blood
Crossbred love
Free will slain fate
Your devotion is key
If only it were to me

 Auto aim on my idle brain my automated mate
Think for me through riffs of love
Electrically popping useless stuff




sat

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Spend the day at the movies
And see scenes so big
They dwarf your own.
Swipe four of the five;
Free art to feed brain.
One stub holds the pass
Time matters not 
If the day transcends you.
Backslash with the numbers
Honest if necessary;
Fib discreetly to the ticket-master.
Back and forth to the car
Not knowing poetry from prose.
Breaks tense with pleasure.
Take the pizza that doesnt belong
And laugh when the charge seems forgotten.
All kinds of free fuel and a won coke too.
Day of leisure at the flicks
Makes coming back to truth quick.













 

sneeze

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Urge followed by urge
Potential becoming scary
Laugh it off like youre all courageous
Only making mind weary
Directionless and motivated
Muscles squeezing
Easing the divine disease
Mouth whispering
This thing to me
Shake that fist with glee
To fight is to flee

 Flown in like phlegm
Surging up from dark
Fusing to them
A note alone marks
Sensationalist day dreaming
Muscles tensing
Sinking the anchor askew
Through watering
Foreigners into view
Sweet blame onto you
My mysterious glue

The tickle
Numbing common sense
How fickle
A mind has advanced
Creation inherent within
Muscles laxing
Cracking grand ol gravity
Wrought rationale
Bashed in by levity
Swing combined




startler

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Goodbye

Decisively uninspired I

Lets get divorced to be divorcés

Lets wade in absent-mindedness 

Oops! Out pops the Uh-Oh baby

Cemented egg shells a home

Lovely match heart attacks

Deadly singularity 

Pity me      

Feed me

Now you breathe

A future to see



sweepy

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I shouldnt be this tired
I got plenty of sleep last night
Maybe it was where I was
Maybe when I was dreaming

 Eyes heavy as sand bags
Eyes weary wanting of bed
But it was there I was robbed
From dreams caught I this throb

 Feed me no more warm milk
Free my mind from this excess
Must I conquer this realitys fear
Might'nt it easier to cloak my stare

 Remind me to sleep between tuesday and wednesday next week
This tasteless double crisp reality bleeps expletive candy 
Stealing sticky drumstick ooze from the unheard ear herd
Feed me texture and ill regurgitate worms

Read me to sleep  now
Now sleep to read me




think smaller

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Think smaller friend
The answer blends truth and tale
Think smaller for then
You can draw from the sail

 Blink harder friend
Seeing floods a need to bail
Blink harder and then
You might just learn braille

Sink deeper friend
Forfeit the needed inhale
Sink deeper for then
Youll look a heavenly pale

Link stronger friend
To think we donned a tail
Link stronger and then
Youll happily hail all


Bought a chip with crisp insight to swerving blurs
Blink with me passing the dream world back and forth

 
Oiled and searching for my firey release
Oiled and squeaking for the numb tease
Find the switch
Flip the bitch
Find the switch or rue the day you were born


Soft unknown beautiful world
Circle the box
Feeling known in numbers
Circle the box

My vision is made




she'll

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She sits in there completely reliant on time
She sits and stares at the time made prime
So much love and few places to put it
Family occupies all thats immediate
Living reclusively has its advantages

Food
Wine
Spirits

She believes in things proven silly 
She believes to not believe futilely 
So much love taken by invisible pests
Given conviction and ran it to death
Couriers have their advantages

Power
Speed
Dependability 

She smokes for the buzz
She smokes just because
So much love 
Giving herself a tomorrow
By erasing recent yesterdays

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Found a starfish in the sand
And placed that sucker in my hand
I had a feeling it couldnt feel
I am not sure it knew I was real
I threw it back, intact
Without a soul to have its back
It might just make some eel a meal

 The world treats me just as I do it
Though I do good, faults I do transmit
Id chase that star were it not a fish
I miss not knowing what he was
I threw it back, in fact.
Not sure a soul it surely lacked
How much I missed it made me sick

 






The place to be is where footprints cant exist.


















sustenance

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The baby bic cant sustain a flame 

The papa bic is for the addict

Burning the day like they mean nothing

Knowing that they mean nothing burns

Denying what you will become 

Denying what you are

Too often is strongest 

Too often becomes easiest

Following what leaves no trail is right

Giving in and fitting in leaves what left

Forget about form and function 

At this moment you are yours and you yearn







thick or thin

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Through thick and thin well grow past borders
First filling it in and then spilling all over
We will flood our foes with our inspired wave
  Having given a boat to the future worth saving

 
Challenge the facial order
Make use of the features leant
While waiting for the porter
Find a way to reinvent
Never forget times leant to make us brave
Were sewn together blissfully vague







writing poems about girls

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Streaky Disillusioned World;
Clean dust bitch smacks shelter.
Ride the coaster rings dry.
Release weight past buckles.
Tame anxiety.
Hug the fast nothing.
Feel plundering.
Try to fight.

Give.

Take the air.
Scape the stare
Of blind mice.
Welcome back stability.
Had for all been cheap and slutty.
Steal a now.
Draw as then.
Play with toys.
Dont trust rents to give you rights.
Foster knowledge of sick slights.
Bobble bubble 
Start select.
Only a game.
Gotta play.
Build build build build build build build.
Back turned around gets stabbed.
Go on please.
So it goes.

The point dull.

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