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no i dont want to become a useless tool so that all my hard work can be taken by you no you can not move into my house without my consent and claim my living room as your own using herbs to increase the viability of ones mental fortitude does not constitute a violent reaction.

John O Sanford Polemic poetry and what i call, American Haiku Leave a comment March 10, 2021 1 Minute

even though the moon was said to have brought into existance, the sun why would you have the suns head lopped off for if the light of the worlds head is gone then where has the the world after it..?

John O Sanford Polemic poetry and what i call, American Haiku Leave a comment February 26, 2021 1 Minute

to follow a Judas goat off the cliff? or to become kings in hell? or brothers and sisters in Heaven?

John O Sanford Polemic poetry and what i call, American Haiku Leave a comment January 1, 2021 1 Minute

was it you?whom i met in the caveweilding our most highest design

John O Sanford Polemic poetry and what i call, American Haiku Leave a comment November 6, 2020December 30, 2020 1 Minute

when they wont even look at you for carcass stench and when they say its not enough let them know, you gave them everything you had...

John O Sanford Polemic poetry and what i call, American Haiku Leave a comment August 8, 2020August 20, 2020 1 Minute

secret cops at liquor stores for metacriminals fate. now everyline is a paragraph.. ruined by a wordpress update

John O Sanford Polemic poetry and what i call, American Haiku Leave a comment August 8, 2020August 20, 2020 1 Minute

i looked up and i saw my darling sweet moon and i asked for you to heal

John O Sanford Polemic poetry and what i call, American Haiku Leave a comment July 15, 2020 1 Minute

the soft before noon breeze shadows of leaves fluttering and the bench, all dry and where were you?

John O Sanford Polemic poetry and what i call, American Haiku Leave a comment July 15, 2020July 15, 2020 1 Minute

in the early morning i came to the bench you sat on and spoke to me it was wet so decided to wait until the sun came out.

John O Sanford Polemic poetry and what i call, American Haiku Leave a comment July 15, 2020 1 Minute

5-10 years before the femto husking and radio controlled everything zombie experiment turns real nasty..

John O Sanford Polemic poetry and what i call, American Haiku Leave a comment June 21, 2020 1 Minute

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