LET'S TALK ABOUT IT...

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Once someone said to me, "you're so good at writing, how do you do it?"

I thought for a minute how to give the best answer, here is what I came up with: "I just record thoughts, memories & events in a poetic way that turns what seems like randomness into something that can be used again."

"Art speaks the language of the listener." - IAmLiamOG

Go ahead & press play, then read the poem.

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ALWAYS PRESS PLAY. ALWAYS.

REMEMBER: This song was playing on loop as these words coalesced.

coalesce:

verb 3: to arise from the combination of distinct elements

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| LOOKING GLASS | - A POEM

COPYRIGHT LIAM PETE CHRISTOPHER 2/11/2015

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Excuse me while I endure my psychosis.
Pillsbury is the one with the mostest.

My mind is gone.
It took that train.

The one that crisis crosses over every terrain.
Rain, train, terrain and pain.

One of these is not like the others.
One of these things doesn't belong.

When played in a loop this song lasts so long.
What did I do that was so fucking wrong?

Chasing Nirvana through history.
Alexander, Napoleon, that big Chinese guy.

I never asked to reincarnate.
But damn was I great.

Time to rewind.
Done being kind.

Triangles are my favorite shape.
Gotta go now, here comes the train.

Black like my heart.
Oh wait that's just coal.

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LET'S TALK ABOUT IT...

REMEMBER: This song was playing on loop as these words coalesced.

coalesce:

| LOOKING GLASS | - A POEM

COPYRIGHT LIAM PETE CHRISTOPHER 2/11/2015

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