Best Deconstruction Poems

& when you finally die,
they will not let you rest---
for to finally get to enter every orifice
of your once secret world
is something that vultures dream...

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A Deconstruction

I speak of nothing but 
destruction
Buttered prose; a mere 
distraction
Recited when the flux lines 
froze

Resolved, I became a fraction
Convergent series; no inflection
Crossed divisors as...

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A beggar has got bread from a door
The thread of survival
A slice of sky smiling on a pink petal
And for me
In the void, appears a...

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''You should try to love yourself more.''
Those words reverberate inside of me
As I rearange my thoughts and assort them
But spend much time
Discarding the pile
That doesn't...

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The problem of PolyNomials,
equivalent or not?
with Not PolyNomials
hides a geometric bilateral 
not-no means yes 
polynomial assumption
that was profoundly channeled by ZeroCentric Bucky Fuller.

1 Polynomial v...

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The Perfectionist is Listening

the rich are committing suicide
and taking us with them
the prosthetic limbed bastards
Fort Darwin tottering on fewer stilts
once the masters of the universe
presently...

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Seasons in Love – Winter
Canned and conserved memories are the only sustenance
Left to feed on with a blank stare and a stern countenance
Branches intertwined in...

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In my dream
Thomas Jefferson pops out a pilgrim
in The Jeffersons family,
proprietors of Chinese laundries
on the best end of Main Street’s forested path
emerging toward Sanford Sons...

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Watch me walk through the sadsands of stupored time 
trading youth for aged ashes, suredness for shyness
knowledge for retirement, candor for cowardice, 
diligence for dunceness,...

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"The Deconstructed Lilith"




Decomposing from a past
left forgotten and buried 
under the weakness of the first man banished

from 
Her Forest,

She rests, bound in the arms of...

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it is the atomic weight that matters most.

   violent barbiturate toungues empty coffee cups 
   and deliver the insight.

  before...

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It is useless to pour water
To a downward pot
Though it is necessarily critical 
In a drought of thirst

Person in pretence of sleep
It is difficult to...

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He feels the best of him slipping away
A sip a drip at a time
When will the he and him align
What is he missing
He can't stop...

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Am I not a Son of the Sun?
And as a Scion duty demands dissemination...
My gift to you then lays in the ability to find Balance...

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....useless undertakings....

...my best efforts were shot down...divided...fragmented...
...spirit pulled apart my exertion... dismantling me...

...I guess I was my tries....

....leaving me looking at how I was rejected...

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