by Blake Thomas Miller

Created on: May 31, 2010

Sweat puddles,

Getting focused,

Working on the tunes,

Handle me with care?

Is this another victimization?

The car warrior drove left,

and, then,

It was far away,

A war far away,

A car mars,

Handle me with care?

Say the high lord, coming,

it's a pothole,

the car takes a dip,

the suspenders absorb the shock,

rust dust sprays,

the car lives yet, another day,

what month is may?

Knees begin to sore,

Death is sure,

Then, handle me with care,

says the Wife,

Writing words,

with letters,

The computer says,

Handle me with care,

Codes a baby abodes, responsibly.

on a ski slope, ghostly.

You are so dope,

Handle me with care,

Corny poetry,

meanginless influences,

for what's already known,

He got the quickest draw in the game,

the dying cowboy says,

Handle me with care,

My length is strength,

for what righteous,

Handle me with a care,

Sinners and, winners

having a dinner,

Poets making poems,

like a buck knife,

non-sense and, sad,

handle me with care,

whatever,

but it is important that you...

handle me with care,

says the cooing baby,

who's booing you.

The covers we have,

are like lovers we never had,

Handle me with care,

says crazy eyes,

drive me with a love,

life is but a competition,

Life is about staying clean.

and, be meaner.

The poor bum coming to you,

asking for a change,

what a challenge,

courageous,

Then, what's next?

Handle me with care,

The speaker holding a microphone,

champaging for anti-porn,

please stop perverse behaviors,

Then, sleepiness becomes stronger,

Then, insanity becomes you,

it is natural, the doctor says,

you begin to drip on the gurney,

from a gunshot wound,

the solider's last days,

handle me with care, America.

gripping the stainless steel on the gurney,

clenching for more breath,

the devil have the better of you,

the walking mat says,

handle me with care,

when we stop,

we want the angels,

on the top,

of the tree.

Free as a bird.

Randomnly,

the doctor look at the patient,

it is an animal,

so, the doctor send the animal to a vet,

handle me with care,

says the whimpering dog,

with eyes that says,

please don't whip me,

Sleepiness is leap of faith.

Like it or not,

Handle me with a care

The criers and, the moaners,

Suffering is art.

Painting is pain.

The car warrior walks away quietly,

fading in the hazy sun.

It is a 100 year war.

The pistons are red-hot.

Hotter than the thunder.

It is a professinal race,

braced with a grace.

You never knew about you.

Handle me with care,

You look yourself in the mirror,

Only you can protect yourself,

Only you can find God,

What life is for?

What life means?

What is the meaning of life?

Only you can get yourself better.

Againist whatever odds.

Againist princple and, burecracy,

You can survive and, thrive.  

If you are facing a mental breakdown,

not realizing you are  zombie flesh,

If that is so,

Handle yourself with care.

Be solo,

Depend on yourself,

Be... a... man....

In the campfire,

on a holy stake,

Be Focused.

And, Sweat continously

againist your inner evil.

Fat is the bat. 

Boss your losses?

Get focused and be forever focused.

Don't dare to blink.

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