Best At Least Poems

Our hearts were a veritable slow dance

And I didn’t have to put my baby
In the corner

Our retinas
became diamond forged binds
In serenity’s lock

Dipping
Your tear ducts within our wishing wells

Never
Running
Dry

Our flesh
Bringing lukewarm elasticity
To gentle boil

Every graceful thrust
Mimicking fireplace embers
Under cabin’s winter moon

Until my deep sigh
Embedded paragraphs
Within “Dear...

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I feel like a star
cast amongst this ambiguousness
of sky
and I'm hanging on
to vacant air

as all the saplings
and gawkers
slurp on lattes
and wish upon my misery

alas, when one of those whims
chooses to make itself
come true,
I'll shoot like a meteor

into nothing

but a tittle of dust
flickering
in someone else's dream...

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Unsure our world is now, and folks have fear.
From rules imposed on us we dare not veer.
Some say the days foretold by John the Seer
(when chaos soon will reign) are nearly here.
I dread the horrors that might next appear.

Our govenments are puppets; what they do
is...

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She never leaves the light on for me
Or at least, that’s what I thought
As I rounded the darkened hallway

I reached down and petted 
my birthday present from last year.
I kinda wanted a dog
Or at least, that’s what I thought

I heard her gasping, crying out
As though...

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Time does our earth presence sever
But the post office is clever  
And offers for sale
For its eternal mail  
A stamp that is good forever


Author's note: The idea that anything associated with this planet will be consumed "forever" is peculiar and laughable.  It...

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Once upon a time there was a girl. 
A girl who had  a good heart. 
She tried to help everyone. 
Everyone except herself. 
Once upon a time there was a boy.
A boy with a good mind. 
He thought of ways to change the world....

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You said: the skies, are more than one
There should be at  least, two
That like us, are in love.

You know?-then you said;
Why in spring, so much thunders we have?

-It’s the skies, making love
The light of their fire, goes…you know where?
Comes to bring my longing
Into your...

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Scribal notions these, and oh so sorrowful,
But, despite their seeming poignance they are not additionally puissant, no. 
I have seem them, wrapped in warmed and moist leaves:
No, not the leaves as pages of books, as duodecimos and folios and so forth, no:
I speak of leaves...

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How is it I'm only 26
Sitting here in the middle
Of a mid-life crisis?
I haven't even had time 
The older ones tell me
To slow down my rhyme
To find the logical reason
Behind these actions
Of unquivering self treason
But its all I've known
Living paycheck to paycheck
Was how I'd grown
Job...

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Copyright 2014 RIGHTS RESERVED
POETIC LYRICS BY THOMAS LAM HSI-ANDRESS
"Just Another Lily White"



To Jacko and Eso...DIDST THE GRASSES...BLOOM?
THE ROSES......THE PETALS AND THE SNOW...THEY FALL......HERE!
AND.........I.........FELL...TOO!

HE............FELL TOO!
THEY LIED.........AND.........HE FELL......AND......DIED!
SUPERS NEVER DIE..............THEY ARE THE ETERNALS!
THEY LIED......AND......HE DIED!

AND.........I.........KILLED!
I.........KILLED!

THE CRYSTALINE VEINS......THEY BLED......AND THE RODS...TURNED...
A MURDEROUS...RED!
AND IF I CAN EVER RETURN..........I MIGHT......IF......I...

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Copyright 2014 RIGHTS RESERVED
POETIC LYRICS BY THOMAS LAM HSI-ANDRESS
"Just Another Lily White"



To Jacko and Eso...DIDST THE GRASSES...BLOOM?
THE ROSES......THE PETALS AND THE SNOW...THEY FALL......HERE!
AND.........I.........FELL...TOO!

HE............FELL TOO!
THEY LIED.........AND.........HE FELL......AND......DIED!
SUPERS NEVER DIE..............THEY ARE THE ETERNALS!
THEY LIED......AND......HE DIED!

AND.........I.........KILLED!
I.........KILLED!

THE CRYSTALINE VEINS......THEY BLED......AND THE RODS...TURNED...
A MURDEROUS...RED!
AND IF I CAN EVER RETURN..........I MIGHT......IF......I...

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I acquire grievous compost in my mind’s glass eye,
piles and piles of waste debris lingers-
my subconscious feeds my intellect
and I am left breathing pure black ash

sinister by true nature yet pure as the whitest gold,
I seek the landfill only the poor seek;
for the needy realize...

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Living in California is a brave thing to do, I’m convinced
Any time the ground around you could break into pieces, but residents seem so indifferent
of this threat that the ground they stand on could take their lives down at any moment. 

Still, I don’t consider...

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At Least Show Me Your a Elegant President part 1

Weather your good or bad perception is everything
I rather look, speak, walk, with integrity
Repent before my God openly
I am a  of the populist
Now the scripture of the country
Was originally
At Least Show Me Your a Elegant...

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Twist around the rim, a drunken ballerina
   Of unsorts, elbow deep in catastrophic
Breakings-perfected works of fiction shatter a
   Curtain call. Lasting shards of what I can't stop; it
Burrows into my flesh, becoming hybred with
   Misery. I would choose such...

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