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lingering in the faint
old memories summon
future memories

like
some kind of memory dna
imprinting genetic traces
with traits
of already happened’s
in what happens next
in some sort
of memory genealogy

with influences of
altered frequencies
unremembered memories
disguised in masks
of destiny and fate

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under a wanting moon
the volcano of sweet
there was rain on fire
feeding a thirst of flame

a sensation of melting rain
sizzling electric hot
heated moments
throwing kisses at the sun

earth shakes and heart quakes
realigning vibrations
in the energy fields of feel
and untended desperations

electro-magnetic's drawn into
the sound of need escaping
quieting a burning loud
wild to be free

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her breath
slow stirrings
melting gentle
into soft

burn marks
heart sparks
lighting up
the universe

sky brighting
blue midnights
into stars
shining heat

falling like
happy rain
on wild

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in a frequency
of frequencies

he felt
the sound of smolder
rising into falling mists
with soft rain caresses
in a tattooing by spark
wisps of smoke
familiar to fires that ache
that she felt

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in the mining of mental's
through societal conversion
converting the feelings of caring
into emotions of love easily distorted
by fear into possessive reactions until
the moment the inflicting of pain begins
in those desperations
when love doesn’t care anymore
in the fractured realms where
love is a pasteurization of caring
sterilized
for human consumption

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how much time trying
to find a way out
of what he gets
himself into

then
how much more time trying
to find a way back
in what he got
himself out of

some
thoughts sitting alone in
the back of his head
don’t even bother
thinking about any of it
anymore or any less
like
whats the point when
this motherfucker
is out of his mind anyway
and his mind
ain’t complaining

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inside of some minds
temptation and pleasure
in clashes
with misery and pain
deciding
what's it gonna be today

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her presence is like a match
lighting eager fires
his heart is like a prairie
of anxious starving kindling

embers of butterflies and flutter
roaring through
the empty yesterdays
filling today with her magic

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John Trudell Archives celebrates the 20th anniversary of the Woody Guthrie Folk Festival with Joel Rafael and John Trudell's Bad Dog (Mark Shark-Schatzkamer, Ricky Eckstein, Billy Watts, Debra Dobkin, Milton Sahme, Wallace Deerskins, Music of Joel Rafael) tonight in Okemah, OK. Here is a short clip from soundcheck earlier today. ... See MoreSee Less

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pleasure is a blessing
the power of pleasure
can be a balancing
in a duality
that emphasis’s pain
it all depends
on the many shapes
of hunger

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he wanted to see
how far far is
and just how far
too far is
and
then again
there’s not far enough
so what happens
when not far enough
goes too far
or when too far
doesn’t go far enough

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she said to him
i’m your torch baby
it's the way i yearn

he said to her
you’re my light on fire
the flame that i breathe

she touched him
searing in his heart
with her brand of burn

he pulled her in close
the tasting of spark
into smolder and blaze

swirling in rising spirals
until they were one
primal reflex

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he can't explain how
she makes him feel
he can only feel it

the scent of her name
is like lightning
striking his heart
with soft light

rushing his breath in
high voltage pulse
he dreams his way to her

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baby you left, but
in some kind of way
I’m handling it

that touch of madness
comes and goes

a soft familiar madness
that velvet touch
helping to soothe my soul

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the fire needs to play
however it can
it can’t help itself
its not letting
them get in its way

they can talk around it
they can shift and shape
but how do you stop
a child from laughter
and playing

silent sparks
echoing in canyons
memories of river
meets fire are ancient
in their burn

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