Mister Max Kwondo
eyes glowing stones
drinkie yum yum soda
through stitch of smile
know no god yoga
avoid broadcast voice
batsquawk radar broke
blasting crazy mess!
Mind hum highway
behind eyes gaze glass
see me see face of lady
instead she me!
Off bus
on street one thought
puff air sky stare
down I see eye
up there I stare
it stare no scare no
voice just this
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Writings by Thomas Radwick. Mostly poetry and lyrics. t_radwick@yahoo.com
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Crack in the Ceiling
Poetry by Thomas Radwick
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- A Blues for After the Orgy
- Moonshine
- Flashes
- Bob Dylan's Angel
- Now We Sneer Ourselves to Sleep
- The Legend of "Cope With Cops"
- Mega Go
- The People Versus Me
- From "The Last Testament of Melvin O’Toole"
- Laugh Like a Hiss of Gas
- I Could Still Play
- News from Pluto
- A Crack in the Ceiling
- Onion Sermon
- Nomad's Land
- What Then?
- Flag of a Man
- Hummm
- Fear in a Coffee Mug
- San Francisco
- Glimpse of Grace
- Let It Begin Again
- "Success"
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