she strained to listen or was it up hear

or was it

simply

to listen

Don’t go walking slow

The Devil’s onto you

Two hundred million guns are loaded

I gave to you, now, you give to me
I’d like to know what you learned
The sky is blue and so is the sea
What is the color, when black is burned?
What is the color?

These quadrants :

Smoke signals

Run don’t look m back

The jungle sandstorm

Satan’s got your back

That’s why we hurried Anna

what I was worried about

bettrr g it WHT the getting’s gud

You can ponder perpetual motio

Catch a ride to the end of the highway

And we’ll meet

by the big red tree

I stand at my window

Winging my hands

and cry

All I know is

the one I love

is gone

RIBBONS of Escher

#WTFF

Artificial intelligence pisses me off.

I hate to I admit I was for A nanosecond relieved and. Immediately out (bummed out after being obliterated by hearsay, my artificial stupidity my authentic identity wrapped up in seaweed thrown overboard what do you expect when the legal system forces you to take refuge in purgatory?

Abandoned abandonment issues.

Men are aggressive with me when they respond to any intellectual capacity. It’s just something I’ve noticed (auto correct tried to change that to “in the oven,l bye and btw BFD).

Big fucking deal

We are

This human

Race

Between synergy and

Obfuscation

lies obdurate amalgamation

They had failed

At collaboration

The ego overtaking the hive

A queen in hiding despite

The beast from the. NEw world

A now and ever present burning

More than ides of mars the

victory lap

Hermes off en route

to Zeus

As Hera

Forges

what’s you’re made of

In the basement

kiln of artist and

Demigod

Prometheus

What did he want with

Man, again, she asked

Oh you’re just a girl

That was said

She’d a running tally

Kept by all the schizophrenics

she’d ever fled

or fed

or acknowledged

the existence of

YOU ARE INVISIBLE

when you are homeless, persecuted, systematically suppressed- no voice or

words mislead

like the horse

trying to make

him drink

He won’t

He the has not

You the wannabe

Me aha is here

I have an elevator pitch for St. Peter

GTFO!
Olive Oiler

my baby left me, never said goodbye

Published by katherinewalker

Director, Writer, Producer Nominated for two primetime Emmy's for the Apprentice Emmy award winning episode The Amazing Race Columnist, Editor, Grantwriter UVa-B.A. English/History VFS-Certificate Film Conflict Resolution Mediator Facilitator, State of Hawaii, DOJ Published poet, filmmaker, photographer, music aficionado. Canoe paddler, horse wrangler, gem dealer, fixer, The Wolf. https://about.me/katherine.walker Katherine Walker EP-Show Runner, Director www.imuafilm.wordpress.com katherineelizabethwalker LinkedIn Los Angeles, CA Schedule a time

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