maybe do a poem dealing with kids
on the mission
on the trip
a new type of goonies
a band of ruffians
fighing for the geppetto gestapo
emulating their heroes
off on a mission to take a piece from the
galactus heel
as it is said
that it holds the map to the
blueprint for the escape module, pod so to speak

so these kids, 4 of them, all unique personalities
set out

maybe this is too good for this, but do the poem
and then use this story for
Plans of the Planets




















he once searched through
the shelves and shelves
of books
all behind the comforts of
the carefully hidden nook
where they consummated
the love of youth
too shallow to be forgotten
to transient to be remembered
in the silence of their stares
as the clue unravels
their search merely the mystery
of loves obscene and ridiculous bonds
upon bonds bought and sold
bonds bound to platinum and gold
circulating as their minds spun
from above
from a pearl harbor
from a hiroshima
the demons were out to get them

but in the search for the answers
to the genius of the conspirators

in each other's arms
knowing it would not be real
tomorrow

they crossed streams
to enter the mouth of the river
into the beating hearts of the
hominids

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