Best Antiseptic Poems

lately, i have been in this female mood
for some kind of abandon, that
which exhales the tigress fire
out of my lungs digging the veins
from a week's' routine movements
pruned to the barest of a payroll’s droll…
antiseptic cubicles dictate the rags of
chlorine-infected lunch where rooms
i strut around have...

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Oh captcha squares, oh captcha squares
What are these objects in your frames?
Oh captcha squares, oh captcha squares
Why must they gotta be the same?

    Cars and busses, traffic lights
    Bicycles and motor bikes
    Crosswalks, signs, and steps...

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They are lined up along the long hallways
wheelchairs protruding, blocking the corridors.
The aroma of antiseptic spray attempts to mask
the pungent smell of body odors.

The loud blare of the big screen TV 
reverberates from the empty day room,
while medical staff busily sort paperwork 
behind the sterile...

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Now that the wicked witch has left the room….

Alice…in Never, Never Land, with clouded brow, and foggy mind, stares through the looking glass at the flames of autumn falling from the maples trees.

And…as she watches this ballet of little fluttering fairies in flaming gowns of...

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Life is a mess and needs constant cleaning
Soap Opera glasses and bodies acquire meaning
She said this; He said that
Bureaucracy is getting fat, fat, fat

Life is a mess with no sanitizing
Half empty or half full is agonizing
Media talk; on the job gossip
Interacting with people considered Drama...

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The umbra of my Soul's eclipse,
Stellar dweller cosmic ships.
Solar flares and lunar lairs-
Blackest Holes and deep abyss...
Photo gamma satellite,
Telescopic magnetite.
Anti-Matter fusion shatters
Super-Nova afterlife
Gravimetric poly-synthetic-
Nano vortex optic aesthetic
(Overloaded circuits exploded!)
Isotopic pseudo-frenetic
Electromagnetic static compulsion;
Subatomic particle propulsion;
Supersonic chronic convulsion-
Microscopic mega emulsion.
Toxic, caustic antiseptic,
Hyperactive epileptic; 
Hydroponic telekinetic- 
Quantum neuro...

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There are some wounds that will not heal because
the arrow was at close range _driven deep.
There is not need for antiseptic and gauze
for permanent is damage that still weeps.

These wounds that will go to eternal sleep
where my Savior will say, "I understand".
He'll cleanse and bind_healing...

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( while taking a tour through those poems readers are requested to keep in their hands,  a
feather from the pea-cock’s tail )

Volga - 1 

there might have been some provocation 
on the part of the  rat’s bible  

it is not known when...

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A poet was making such clatter.
His friend ran to see what's the matter.
“I must clean all,” said he 
“or my poems can't be
in Antiseptic Pentameter.”

His friend laughed at all of the chatter.
The other didn't grasp the matter.
“Eat Italian,” said he
“so your poems will be
in Antipasto...

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The  Four Walls of Darkness




Darkness envelopes the reaching hand in front of me, it is gone as I am gone,
Captured, barricaded, tortured day and night within these four evil walls...

My Hell, this 10x10 room without a view, with nothing to do but wait, and...

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In the beginning was the word-
and the word was…

light darkness 
dawn promise  dusk despair.

I was a tempest
child a feral cat-
alone wild and
untamed eyes a
jigsaw of shattered chaos.

Mom sighs a rustle
Autumn leaves of
disappointment her gaze
a mirror reflecting every
misstep a stalag.

"Just Fix It!" her then
my mantra...

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Struck down, destroyed
  the tree hit the ground
thunder on pavement
as the pavement glows red

Found out
  ferocious is the growl
in the forest, festering
wound without antiseptic

Held back with a palm
on the chest, running
the treadmill
  until

you are released
to put a fist-sized hole
into the chest wall

Her...

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They wiped my thoughts
with antiseptic hands,
wrung my mind through linen logic
and hung me between breakfast
and scheduled silence.
Every hour—accounted for.
Every spark—neutralised.
Brainwashed.

Hope came in timed doses—
measured in milligrams
and dispensed with a paper cup
and plastic smile.
I swallowed the sun in tablet form
until it glowed from the inside
like a...

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“The Lost Daughter”



Thursday walked through the doors on a Tuesday
She sat in the Waiting Room, 
the place smelled too sterile, 
Antiseptic wash, 
rank clean with soaps of fine lyes 
no rugs to sweep bulldust under
such shiny spotless floors, 
All open doors
Effective, efficient, 
cold and distant
No...

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Mother nature oh! Rose of roses!
Mother of all flowers' and smell,
Ylang Ylang! You don't know what it causes!
An aphrodisiac turns you on like hell!

Sandalwood with its masculine warmth poses,
Rosemary clears the head, you can tell,
Peppermint purifies blocked noses,
Patchouli the meditative, it does sell,

Orange oil refreshing,...

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