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The Pendulum Tongue By Nicole Kurrasch Back and forth Back and forth Swung the pendulum tongue Ticking like a clock, Back and forth swung the tongue In a hypnotizing lock. Sweeping his lips from side to side His tick was talking, And knocking, At the peculiar-ness Of the little hand moving around the clock. And disclosed through this man’s - Long Slobbery, Anxious, Tongue Lies the enigma of time: why two seconds later will feel like a lifetime ago and childhood, just yesterday. So tick-tock tick-tock go our ticks talking to eternity oh so ferverously

“Summer storm” by Joe Islas When sadness comes over you like a sheet, And cold dew starts to form upon your feet, A biting chill of wind begins to roll. And the sky turns black as ink stained shards of coal Your heart it pounds in panic From the shadows in your head Plucked apart the flower petals Til your garden’s dry and dead Just walk under the shadows of the trees Strong trunks support your weakest steps with case A tickle at your ear brings out a smile See the fields of silver starlights run for miles Don’t catch a cold from siting in the mud Just dance away the madness in your blood A rush of cloud pours swiftly from your jaw And eyes that can’t stop weeping from it all Libations poured for those lost in the dusk Bring stinging, scalding rain on those who trust A bath to cleanse away all the trace disease And down to joys and bliss-filled memories So when the riptide pulls you out to sea And the Sun’s warmth is a tired memory Switch off the radio, turn down the news Close your eyes again and hem a secret tune

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