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	<pubDate>Sat, 05 Jul 2008 22:30:07 -0700</pubDate>
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<center><b>"Finale"<br />
<br />
In my final season amongst the skyscrapers<br />
They are the fingers that reach toward the clouds<br />
In the distance faint barking within the crowds<br />
In the final season within my inner mind<br />
Soon to be back in the rolling hills that know me<br />
Croaking frogs at the ponds edge<br />
Things that whisper to me in the quiet<br />
Of the nights that never seem to end<br />
As I dwell in the city of zero tolerance<br />
In these ending times I observe<br />
Behind those eyes in the crowd<br />
Their true meaning cleverly concealed<br />
Contrary to my father's discouragements<br />
Confirming my childhood suspicions<br />
It is best to observe and avoid the mix<br />
Yet there are some who beckon in sincerety<br />
As light fades in places where it is already dim<br />
A different insight begins to reveal<br />
Realization that hope resides within despair<br />
Perhaps you will find a part of me<br />
Along the boardwalk in Coney Island<br />
Or glimpsing someone with their finger raised<br />
Into the air giving the familiar call<br />
In my departure I will go as mysteriously as I arrived<br />
None the less every experience<br />
Rememberance shall always be with me<br />
Beyond my final season amongst the skyscrapers<br />
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~Moses~<br />
© 2007 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved</b></center></p>
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	<pubDate>Tue, 01 Jan 2008 01:20:19 -0800</pubDate>
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<center>"Peculiar Paths"</center><br />
<center><b>Most of my life I have broken the rules<br />
Walking a lonely path<br />
In deep dark shadows of withering trees<br />
Invoking society's rath<br />
Hard winds have always blown upon me<br />
Yet there is sweetness in the air<br />
Upon such waters that are always restless<br />
All I can do is blankly stare<br />
Into the void that stands before me<br />
 On shores of tangled kelp<br />
Weather beaten sands upon my face<br />
Extended hands rejected which offered help<br />
Skies have brought little comfort<br />
A brief distraction in the song of a bird<br />
When I first took refuge in such dark shadows<br />
My voice was never heard<br />
In the distance the sun was seen<br />
It's warmth only briefly in imagination<br />
Slowly disappearing over the horizon<br />
In countless days of duration<br />
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~Moses~<br />
© 2007 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved</b></center></p>
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	<pubDate>Sun, 30 Dec 2007 01:53:10 -0800</pubDate>
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<center>"Blades of Grass"</center><br />
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<center><b>Blades of grass that seem to cut<br />
Not gentle like one would expect<br />
Before droplets of blood fall<br />
Sweat runs from my brow<br />
Earnestly I lick my salty lips<br />
Anticipation awaits curiously<br />
As daffodils surround me<br />
Bowing down and staring in reluctance<br />
While I lay about in the morning dew<br />
Pondering the silence<br />
It is the calm before the storm<br />
As blood flows from my wound<br />
Upon the ground it falls generously<br />
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~Moses~<br />
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	<pubDate>Fri, 28 Dec 2007 05:37:57 -0800</pubDate>
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<center>"Upon the Shore"</center><br />
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<center><b>As though it were a fallen star<br />
Upon such shores it rests<br />
What places it has traveled to<br />
Beyond the waves and crests<br />
The beckoning of the tides<br />
In an ocean vast as the sky<br />
Reflections in likeness to rainbows<br />
Oblivious to gulls that cry<br />
A world where there is no song<br />
Yet the vibrations of the whale drone<br />
Lulling of waves crashing on shores<br />
The sandbar seems to moan<br />
Only the lighthouse seems to listen<br />
In the shadows it silently stands<br />
Looking down upon the fallen stars<br />
That have come from distant lands<br />
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~Moses~<br />
© 2007 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved<br />
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	<pubDate>Thu, 27 Dec 2007 02:11:40 -0800</pubDate>
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<center>"Underworld Diety"<br />
<br />
He sits upon a cold throne<br />
Birth came from discarded placentas<br />
Placed upon the heap<br />
His bloody evil mind lives<br />
Behind eyes of terror<br />
Torn flesh of his victims<br />
Digesting within his belly<br />
In the cold place where he dwells<br />
The hearts of many who wandered<br />
Innocence is no excuse<br />
At the end of their journey<br />
They remain within the clutches<br />
Nimble fingers grasping for me <br />
In the chilled air<br />
Towards warm flesh that is fresh<br />
Seeking to devour me in his hunger<br />
Confirming that all my thoughts<br />
Within my youth were correct<br />
Vexation is upon the world<br />
In many forms it thrives<br />
Concealing itself behind the veil<br />
Lurking always lurking<br />
Patiently waiting for me to stumble<br />
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~Moses~<br />
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	<pubDate>Sat, 03 Nov 2007 01:38:33 -0700</pubDate>
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<center><b>"Cesspool Upon The Earth"<br />
<br />
Beyond the haunted mesas<br />
In the valleys below<br />
New York City was vaporized<br />
Its radiation persists<br />
As would a plague upon the earth<br />
Those who remained with raised hands<br />
Making inquiry to the heavens<br />
Worms with gourds placed over them<br />
In finality until expiration<br />
Their corpses remain unburied<br />
Rotting in decay upon the earth<br />
No effect can be too great upon me<br />
I am the lady of masks who rides upon<br />
The wings of my invention<br />
Neatly placing mementos into my nest<br />
In the distance a whirlpool continues<br />
A sinkhole that sucks away at the decay<br />
Placing it into the bowels of the earth<br />
The mantis and the butterfly remain<br />
Pollination will replenish in the blooming<br />
In the new days ahead which have begun<br />
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~Moses~<br />
© 2007 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved</b></center></p>
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	<pubDate>Fri, 02 Nov 2007 02:27:34 -0700</pubDate>
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<center><b>"Fleeing Lithuania"<br />
<br />
Creeping rotting vegetation<br />
Wraps itself around the throat<br />
Of local places which once thrived<br />
Strangulation everywhere<br />
Furiously I whip my rabbit <br />
Into submission he sinks<br />
Falling beneath my rage<br />
When the Czar's army came to Kovno<br />
They peered onwards looking<br />
When you placed pipes into their mouths<br />
Forcing water downwards<br />
Until it made them explode<br />
Women and children fled into the river<br />
Drowning themselves out of sacrifice<br />
They said nothing in the shadow of Stalin<br />
You could easily slumber next to me<br />
Not knowing that I have piercing arrows<br />
Under my quilt to thrust into your heart<br />
If not for my grandfather<br />
It would be so but instead:<br />
You are left to the hunger of ravenous wolves<br />
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~Moses~<br />
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	<pubDate>Fri, 02 Nov 2007 01:49:31 -0700</pubDate>
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<center><b>"House without Curtains"<br />
<br />
There are no windows in my room<br />
Seclusion from the daylight<br />
In the countryside<br />
My blue house stands<br />
Without gutters to funnel the rain<br />
The tree on the hill painted<br />
In stealth of night<br />
Blue leaves shimmering<br />
Under the stars<br />
Will they adore eachother<br />
In the light of day<br />
I have no way of knowing<br />
With no windows to look out from my room<br />
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~Moses~<br />
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	<pubDate>Thu, 01 Nov 2007 01:53:54 -0700</pubDate>
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<center> The objects of her lust vary<br />
She uses her squeeze box <br />
Holding her prey close<br />
Upon release they wander aimlessly<br />
Seeking out refuge and celibacy<br />
All desire has been taken from them<br />
Until there is no more to take<br />
Introverts are mentally drained<br />
Extroverts are zapped for their energy<br />
In all that might remain<br />
Strangulation and reticulation<br />
Like wild loose vegetation<br />
It wraps itself around the ankles<br />
Squeezing unto bulging eyes<br />
Sexual death is within her merciless thighs<br />
There is no conversation<br />
In the meat factory where sides of beef<br />
Hanging on hooks awaiting butchery<br />
So that they might be consumed<br />
Ichabod Crane sees the headless horseman<br />
Welcoming him with open arms<br />
Rather than to face the relentless pursuit<br />
Of the squeeze box woman<br />
In a world where <br />
There are not enough doors<br />
That lead to quiet rooms<br />
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~Moses~<br />
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<center>"Tears of Blood"<br />
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My innocence has been stained<br />
With Crimson tears<br />
Within myself I conceal<br />
Those inner most fears<br />
When blood hath flowed<br />
From other places<br />
Enduring screams <br />
Utter disgrace<br />
Within myself I must conceal<br />
Pretending not to feel<br />
Numb to all such pain<br />
My tears fall like acidic rain<br />
Such wounds that run deep<br />
Looking into my eyes<br />
You cannot see<br />
Beyond my disguise<br />
This sanguine flow<br />
Which stains my thighs<br />
A thousand deaths I have died<br />
No one came to save me<br />
Each time I cried<br />
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~Moses~<br />
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