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A Salient Notion 07.29.25 By Kevin R. Mitchell

Living at good life Hardworking free Part how they teem Somewhere to see

Caught in buy their net Reflecting a mirror met Like a consumer’s debt Assuming life’s a regret

Always all-in from motion Becomes change’s lotion Like salt forming oceans Satiated a salient notion

As an unconscious crowd Otherworldly so endowed Once presuming to be proud Becomes outraged and loud

Mourning resolve As nighttime falls Like sailors into rocks Hearing a siren’s calls

Turning remiss Wrath in a kiss Rambling scorning Parable’s warnings

In coming back too Passing on through Burns a noonday sun Into nothing else new

Weighed in another day Fortune’s another dollar Something we’d swallow Into a bottomless hallow

Preying on praise Suppress to raise Razing to amaze Tricks of the light

Becomes a morning resolve Before every nighttime falls Cashing in hopes for rocks Like a mores novelty socks

An unconscious crowd Otherwise so endowed Presuming to be proud Into outraged and loud

Caught in buy their net Reflecting a mirror met Like assuming our debt Consuming life’s regret

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07.28.25 Birds Of A Feather

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07.28.25 Framing A Moment

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Dreaming Someone Strange 07.27.25 By Kevin R. Mitchell

Driving towards a goal in time Where our entropy lays in wait When progressing was so easy And maintenance came too late

History tells us all their tales Of collapsing from the weight Success is in always moving Towards some future’s date

Nothing left to gain Is hoping to sustain Obliging our decline’s Life’s universal refrain

Looking through memories For what was once desired Smiling sitting back relaxed So mired satisfied and tired

Where happiness is failure To prolong a dissatisfaction With what is here and now As our DNA’s solemn vow

Between logarithmic limits Abiding incremental change As quantum entanglement’s Dreaming someone strange

Stepping out of a time To appear everywhere All-in, knotting our line Sow, it must be a sign

Like spirals set in space Marking theorize a case Paradigms from paradox Awaken in Pandora’s box

Until nothing left to gain Is still hoping to sustain Ending in life’s final refrain Smiling, satisfied and tired As once we always desired

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Closer To The End 07.26.25 By Kevin R. Mitchell

Somewhere in the middle Closer to the end Nothing really matters Than being with my friends

Listening into words Will becomes music Arranged like magic A soundtrack for life

Until traveling down a gray highway Bound unravelling up from my mind Still anchoring lines here and now Like a broken watch keeping time

Clarity’s disparity Fortunately, free Living as a rarity Unmoored to see

Somewhere in the middle Closer to the end Nothing really matters Than being with my friends

Something through strife Cutting confusion’s knife Reeling revealing a dream At life’s periphery it seems

Looking past present Somehow out of time Mores formed succumbing From before a mobius line

Spiraling out to meet me Like preying to greet the Denying freely fortunate Like crawling from a sea

Nowhere near deception Twisted fears conception Reception burns fertile fields Yearning faith hear ye yields

Reap profits, prophets sears Somewhere from the middle Closer to the end Nothing there really matters Than being with my friends

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Appraising What Is Worth 07.25.25 By Kevin R. Mitchell

Driving beat into my mind For how things used to be Looking back still wondering When what isn’t wasn’t free

Twisting thought Dreading taught Into marketing bots To settle their score

Something left from long ago Is driving behind the scenes Informing about what I know Becoming chemical dreams

Everything is as it seems Filling up history’s reams Celebrating special ones Consumes homogeneity

Like all life from cells to me Clumping heterogeneously Alphabet soup’s random words Spelling out what wasn’t heard

A driving beat into my feet Forgetting what’s to know Like progress stop and go Betting win, place or show

Twisting thought Dreading taught Into marketing bots To settle their score

On their rocks against the flow Making changes fast and slow Bestowed as believing purpose Embedded becoming purchase

All appraising what is worth Like a notions nation’s birth Falls down again by and by Sow as one a collective sigh Wills get up once more to try

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07.24.25 All About Thursday

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07.23.25 Before The Fame

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07.22.25 Somewhere On A Tuesday

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07.21.25 Discoveries

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I’d Rather 07.20.25 By Kevin R. Mitchell

Somewhere into my mind reside Plain sight feelings there to hide All along another event horizon Like the periphery of upon time

Once it was and sow it is The way it’s always been Stilled approachably dispatched Until becoming mores detached

Enraged disengagement Engaged by proximation Wherein nothing of matter Is bereft of our life’s batter

Hinting back as darkness Their light cannot escape Glinting dreaming doubts Informs what is life about

Harkening always as a harbinger Darkening our every door’s step Where entropy’s shadow is kept Preying playing its waiting game

Lacking escaped velocity From who, how, and why Succumbing once denied Becoming what isn’t tried

Somewhere into my mind reside Plain sight feelings there to hide All along another event horizon Like the periphery of upon time

Once more again renewed Each day’s becoming play As paradigm shifts viewed To happily passing through

Where nothing else matters Like the behest of I’d rather Doing again sow as I please In everyday there is to seize

Darkening is always a harbinger Markings weighed every footstep Where entropy’s shadow is kept A rose again buy another’s name Obeying praying’s abating game

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07.19.25 A 28 Year Contact High

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07.14.25 Government Contracting

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07.14.25 Somewhere On A Monday

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Snake Bitten Nods 07.13.25 By Kevin R. Mitchell

In the years before he cared Nothing wasn’t dared Living freely unaware How one day it would all end One day how it all would end

Looking like their nightmares Walking through mores doors Parting like red sea waters Bound people everywhere People bound everywhere

What is left now do you think Lightning-fast sow don’t blink With faith divided by the drink Buy in testament, float or sink

Stepping up to challenge him Came bullies here and there Starting smugly and self assured Can you all guess how they fared You all can guess how they fared

With nothing left to lose And fear long forgotten No thoughts of kingdom’s come Wherein to rejoice with any one To rejoice wherein with any one

What is left now do you think Lightning-fast sow don’t blink With faith divided by the drink Buy in testament, float or sink

He was different than expected Like he dwelled outside of time Until, they never saw it coming They did learn, that he objected Did they learn, that he objected

Rejecting all advances With planning and guile Still burning like acid reflux bile He prances with his all-in smile Like acid reflux still burning bile

What is left now do you think Lightning-fast sow don’t blink With faith divided by the drink Buy in testament, float or sink

Buried fossils found in the shifting sand Remarks form our oral history unwritten Recalled primordial as a memory gland Fallen fruit from knowledge snake bitten Knowledge from fallen fruit snake bitten

Where water tastes like wine And everything else was fine Sullenly sacred and so divine Failing to get it right, this time To get it right, failing this time

What is left then, don’t you blink Lightning-fast pen, no don’t think With faith divided, buying into their drink Applied derive by testament, float or sink As our snake bitten nods, smile, and wink

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07.12.25 Like Riding A Bike

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Revered Like Patina 07.05.25 By Kevin R. Mitchell

We’ve all seen how it happens Told in stories throughout time Where about some center gathers Those special people into a cause Against a better life all in was sold

Whether righteous or nefarious A call compelling just the same After everything’s been forgotten We all still remember their names Taken in by action brave and bold

Thinking’s revered like patina Becomes colored by the rose As something nears nostalgia Drinking water from our hose Like a story from days of old

Sow to gather fruits from seed Reaching out beyond as need Somewhere like a buried lead Spikes stigmata until we heed

Highlights in the fading night Break waves of second sight Returning doubts present past Tracing thoughts shadow cast Until a better life all in was sold

Becoming one as time and space For in a moment falls every place Looking back cubist to see before What’s behind a well-placed door Taken aback action brave or bold

From a sycophantic cacophony Splintered in math’s dichotomy Forms into syncopation syncope Across our unrelenting open sea Sold like stories from days of old

Sow to gather fruits from seed Reaching out beyond as need Somewhere like a buried lead Spikes stigmata until we heed

Hear they stand for nevermore Miles of marks scored the land Prostrate before a better plane Defined by four corners square Forms better life all in foretold

Here they stand for nevermore Miles of marks scored the land Prostrate before our better plain Defined buy four corners square From a better life all in’s foretold

A reading into what isn’t there Hoping for more than we dare Still holding a dead man’s pair With our backs against a wall Taken by action brave or bold

Sow quiet just before last call Like those legends we all fall As our fires dim black to ash Cold or tired teeth will gnash Like a story from days of old

Sow to gather fruits from seed Reaching out beyond as need Somewhere like a buried lead Spikes stigmata until we heed

Against a better life all in was sold Taken in by action brave and bold Like those stories from days of old A brimstone pulpit preacher scolds Given in to fear for your very souls

Thinking’s revered like patina Becomes colored by the rose As something nears nostalgia Drinking water from our hose Like a story from days of old

We’ve all seen how it happens Told in stories throughout time Where about some center gathers Those special people into a cause Against a better life all in was sold

Take hold forget what you know Sowing seeds do as you’re told Hearing corruption we all heed Bearing lies behind every lead Until salvation wait to be freed

Sow to gather fruits from seed Reaching out beyond as need Somewhere like a buried lead Spikes stigmata until we heed Weights salvation to be freed