Best Abscessed Poems

“Nobody likes a clown at midnight.”       Stephen King


CLOWN AT THE ABYSS


Darkroom abscessed 
with neon blush and black-blood —
sunken eyes...

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Romios, oh Romios, my 
own star twirling across
the night skies.
What say you to Panagiota,
having hot chocolate with a
floating marshmallow bobbing 
on her thighs?

Are you coming to...

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Once upon a night so bleak,
frozen silent laid the creek --
air of death, pushed, swore
and swore...as if were fists
pounded the frail, wood door;

shutters noised, bolting...

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The abscessed wounds of
a betrayed heart fester 
from desertion and deceit.
.
She takes solitude in shadows
gnawing herself red and raw,
rankling in private torment;
gnashing her teeth.

Until pain...

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It had been very hard for me
to speak with West
through translators, 
usually Russians ones
anchored by intelligent services, 
KGB or related them 
with such or others...

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Poverty: 
Unusually limited access
to health,
nutritional poetry,
liturgical dance,
and positive-restorative energy resources--

The four WealthFaces of liberal love.

Poverty of Health derives from
and heads toward:
Win/Lose survival pressures,
crisis,
abscessed longing for...

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God  created our world
from a marvel words and sentences,
from one right and deep expression
that trembled,stressed and reformatted at all 
the deepest foundation of this...

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Who, in love, will’nt vie my eminence to attain
If my destiny is cross and chain, why must I complain?

Know thyself my heart had urged and...

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How possible for escaping
From post-soviet suffocation
In all spheres of our life? 
From Black Hole of awful greediness, 
when post-communist leaders
starting to learn us for art...

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THE PROMISED SON HAS WON THE VICTORY

An aching heart, a sorrow borrowed from Christ.
A stranglehold around your tears. You can’t breathe.
Arrows fly, hitting core -
Infectious...

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It hurts me to see you hurt and it all just upsets me
A friend so dear that your tears also too affect me
To me you...

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A lonely cold stranger in her own living room, 
She assumed the role of a ghost,
She changed her name to avoid being numb, 
To become...

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I don’t come very often anymore
to the edge of this rancid waste dump
     to pick at the scars
   ...

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What we will possess
access to all assesses
about obsesses

what we have possessed
access to what is assessed
have often abscessed

by a thing passes
ate pancakes with much molasses
now passing...

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I do not want to see her face or hear her voice yet
I am licking my wounds, relishing in my hurt feelings
Not ready to forget,...

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