Tree Absence Poems

Two people are on the screen which one is your dream? Two dresses are hanging on the door which one did you picked up on...

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Do not mourn me,
     I am stardust.

I am the universe,
     the universe is me.

I am the sand...

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Me very late mum, a funereal day...

courtesy latitudinarian, nonestablishmentarian, 
sexagenarian, and Unitarian son
and modest mastermind maven maverick.

Another anniversary of her death occurs
upon advent of 
May...

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I wake up at the break of dawn.
the sun light fills my room 
I look out at the wonderous view
and its glow that feels so...

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a po-am...a toil
letting of
word...sound-dings

that splash
meanings...of an
idea-as a

lane-gauge...for some
word flow
from an id-as...clear

stan






...

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April 9th, 2024 would be ninety fifth birthday poem for dearly departed papa

The following words crafted soon after the soul of me daddy set adrift...

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Invisibly tortured courtesy existential nihilism

Psyche wracked with agony
impossible mission to extricate lovely bones
they wanna remain permanently abed.

I chiefly function to amass knowledge
courtesy assiduously, habitually,
and judiciously...

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cofmmmph...
an underwater sub-mission-can
be a toil...

letting a...
wait-less-nest take your weight
to a free...

dome where...
t'is-you that floats further off into
some current space...


stans sand
...

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A rewrite.

It's been a long cold dark lonely winter
Since you went away
I live in limbo
And torture myself every single day
The sun used to shine my...

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Could have wished, would have shown me earlier,
If it weren't only for the tranquil color,
Covering energy, wasted serene past finally dissipated,
Uncomfortable in others' comfort, glossy...

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WHAT HAPPENS TO DIRTY HUMANS ASC THE ALIENIST-

"What happens to the dirty humans, asj the alienist! 
Blurring waters frum their cymmetry chest parts! 
Shawlowed accumulation...

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am out of po-at-tree
writing...
practice, cofcofhmmph
so...

a wry-ting
maybe...
a rye-tong
to...

write-on
as a...
right-on
of...

a pen-still
knot...
every word just
phrase-in...


stan sand
...

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See that slender tree standing there
 shooting upward in the air
 with vine pointed towards the sun
 and leaves falling abundantly to the ground,
 the...

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A Warped Tree

Today, when not arguing with Walter the Jew
on Facebook or Twitter
 the ambiance in the house was surprisingly calm since I got a...

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Tear by on a Friday
Doing 75 down Sharon Road
Short cut up north through the federal woods

Back here
No one knows from US-127
About the clear-cutting as far...

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