Best Dismembering Poems

Soozie was angry with her boyfriend, Bob
Tried dismembering him but botched the job
Disgruntled with all men
She vowed to try again
When she found him in bed with her friend, Rob

Soozie was livid! You should've seen her
She couldn't hide her savage demeaner
This time her plan would work
She...

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(Begin: There is no beginning.)

(O' my--not again--you should not have started.)

 The quill burrows. No--splinters. No--fractures. No--was never here.
 
Ink spills--no--veins spill--no--veins collapse--no--veins rewrite.

The vowels--black-lipped--no--the ink coagulates--the ink tightens--the ink breathes-

acrid, metallic, it stings the tongue.

Teeth in the--grain. Teeth in the letters. Teeth in me--no--teeth...

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I laugh as I think of it now, the dire warnings of hell
Nothing could scare me it didn’t matter, on this teaching I never did dwell.
I wondered why one dark night, again begging for sleep.
No fear of death of dying no foolish promises to keep.

It...

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"...The Secret of the Golden Flower is not only a Taoist text of Chinese yoga but also an alchemical tract. (...) it was the text of The Golden Flower that first put me in the direction of the right track." C. G. Jung

"The Golden Flower...

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A relay of moods dribbles on and on
when euphoric tunes kick in:
Jazz, R& B, slow funk, wild pop
igniting primal ecstasy, in the flesh...raw!

Live music leaves me breathless
as thuds of a drum, the intricate fondling
from saxophones blast these veins...
until intoxicated head convulses,

Pulse beat raised at 110,...

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I see her in her pure white dress
She is attractive but far from virgin allure
She’s like a paper doll delicate and quick to burn
Quick to drown under the dark cloud’s waters
A witch child among all her sins
She hexes me until I feel disturbed and dismantled
Haunting...

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What fills your goals, son?

I told you!
Need to get my car rolling [life rolling, love rolling]
yesterday,
if not today...

If I may interrupt
to process mindful resilience
for a bit...

Let me ask again:
Noticing you are concerned about long-winded
and -winding
and -whining 
and -worrying despair
regarding personal and commercial transportation issues,
[but not...

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Fascism lives in tension with holy optimism,
as hatred fades in presence of mutual love,
as WinLose evolutionary models
give way to WinWin sacred Energy
stories and songs and dances,
as patriarchal colonization
gives way to matriarchal creolization.

Fascism,
synonymous with Totalitarianism,
as written by Hannah Arendt,
is a growing monocultural tendency toward,
and actual exercise...

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Nelson Mandela, crossed my spirited mind today, a visionary legend of peace, love, equality, and unity of all people.

As a prevailer of great affliction, he was like a Greek God fighting for the—"Common man!”

I had to sit and diligently read with excitement, how he unlocked...

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My heart utters gently: you are seven; 
I am too. Yet, the bloom of womanhood
carries us now unto fields where
spiced pleasure and abandonment mingle…
I reminisce our childhood years, when as a girl,
we would look out the bay window 
till late evening, awaiting Dad’s arrival.

How cold...

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Heart is where my home finds graceful relationship,
where my soul simply breathes
beneath my memories of becoming,
of being at my best,
sometimes my worst,
but always my most full, complete,
most abundantly contentious 
and both loudly out 
and quietly in 
content.

Home unveils life's liturgy.
This home wherein I was conceived
and...

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On a rural Pequot River,
with steady New England flow
toward Long Island's warming Sound

Then on and out, 
whispering drowned memories
of Atlantis

Slumbering on eastern bank,
surrounded by Native Elder spirit grounds,
ruined medicine's monolithic altars
worship insanely leviathan 
brooding bruised monoliths

Stately asylums 
crumbling carcasses
sagging with trembling memories
of disability
to remember sacred...

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It’s ten years later
I’ve finally hit paydirt
It’s the motherload

I didn’t strike gold
I struck a deal with myself
To help me grow old

Not act like a child
But first I had to grow up
And not act so wild

I’m stone cold sober
Bipolar under control
Mind, body and soul

Now I enjoy...

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BRIGHTNESS BEMUSED

Hindered and hampered by heartache
Splintered and splattered by the splendor of a seductress
Worn and torn by torment’s temper
I am a burning bridge banned from any buttress 

Haunted and taunted by the vestiges of vagrant romance
Stranded and disbanded by a beauty born of galactic grace
Hurting...

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I've come to take a life,
and I'm searching for a certain Poetic Parasite.
Blood drips from my poetic knife,
and I'm placing him in the soup spotlight!

You know how I slice and dice,
So you can call me Michael Meyers!
Lay on my pentagram and be my sacrifice,
and feel...

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