Best Amygdala Poems

 
"At the Seat of the Catacombs of Amygdala"



 
"...the curse ruled from the underground down by the shore
And their hope grew with a hunger to live unlike before..." The Curse



Violet Black the night is still 
diving through oceans 
of stars now waking
violins soaring in...

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The human being…
Who is worthy to bestow this title or its meaning…?
Mortal beginners naming us damned sinners…
Begotten is this son; created in the image, the human being the Holy Grail…
Inquisitions; manipulations cloaking divine knowing with a consuming veil…

My soul sings the truth of your wisdom…
Joyous...

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Ice cold pina colada:
Melted coconut
Jelly in pine apple juice
Dark brown, rich sugar
Cinnamon, a ****
Now set loose
Moans!...

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Shut mine eyes and close my throat
Cut from me my senses
Maybe then my parting note
Will drift back through my defenses

Cut out my thoughts and burn my heart
Amygdala starved and drowned
Maybe then I’ll wait to part
If first I bathe in silent sound

Static, static, no reception
When all...

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Tense eyes focus straight

Lights flash by, movement make.

Dazzle, horn, sounds cracks concentration 

Adrenalin surge, dark anticipation

Expectation turns the anxiety key

Why the hell is he doing this to me?

Drive faster, risk take, fool make!

Anger overtakes, rational thought dissipates

Tense hold on steering wheel

Expletives fly, braced to kill

Car...

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To Jules Verne


A man feeling drowse at the top of the mountain, fell asleep.

He dreamed dreams
  emanating from floods of seas.
 In remote droughts,
 he gave his fruit of smoke
on a simple altar.

Curd quartz opened
 solidifying thousands of stamens,
they glowed
like the warm reflection of...

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Here I sit, as the King upon my throne.
Logic bound and gagged by Fight and Flight.
Amygdala, my Kingdom of hormones,
turn up heart rate, improve hearing and sight. 
Perspiration, my signature cologne.
...

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My third wife is angry now, she knows that I cheated.
But I like life on the edge, so I told her to pack up and beat it.
Then I walked in Santa Monica, a man was lying in the path
He was in obvious pain, but I...

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