Best Disorient Poems

Wont you find me here?
  Drifting in an expanse of swirling storm
Outstreched fingers graze debris...
         recklessly circling reminders. 
  Stand in the eye with me
     Hold
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[Now ShallowMan is quite content
receiving FactoidMan’s consent
to quibble and express dissent
as long as keeping covenant
with fingers crossed and belfry bent
when viewing Facts in sealed cement:]

SM
“The Facts you give me circumvent
those ‘truths’ your chuckles supplement;
although they might disorient
they can’t be wrong, I won’t dissent,
just using ones...

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MIND BLOWER –
JOURNAL XIII

Dreams can be weird
     crazy. True.
But a totally
senseless dream can
disorient you,
Befuddle your first
waking minutes.
Like, this wildness
has lasted so long
into sleep
As to literally
infect the waking
awareness.
One must now
examine, carefully,
one’s daily
      routine to
regain sanity. 

Brushing teeth...

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I might not be beautiful, 
But I could intoxicate you, 
Melt through you like an aged Scotch Whiskey.
I could make you dizzy with how you make me feel.
That kind of happy can be tranferred from my eyes, 
Straight to your heart.
I could disorient you with...

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The world subjects us to terror,
           the world transforms our existence ...
           It erases our ability to love:
       ...

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Two old people took a road less traveled
Recently they did so
Age can confuse, disorient
Sometimes bad things happen though

The road ended choices presented
Should they go around the block
Back to the road traveled familiar
Or onto a road maybe see livestock

We chose the latter way to go
Time to...

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If you gotta hold your breath,
then it don’t pass the smell test
If you must pinch your nose shut,
to keep from inhaling fumes 
coming from a mouth-shaped butt
Then it must be rotten to the core,
smelling like dead fish washed up on the shore
Wear your spiritual gas...

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the wheels just thumped
a jazz beat

(and it woke me

from sleep- with my Lunch
Poems) that made me think
I was somewhere else
like the drug-
                   stores
that all look	  ...

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Specious logic, serpentine manoeuvres, designed to disorient heart and mind, with a view to securing a psychological advantage are seen through by centred presence, which yet humorously indulges the play underway awhile, that the adversary’s eventual sense of triumph be not mitigated by discordant rejoinders...

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You can keep your suicidal suit wardrobe wars...drawers of destruction
In your consumption of insubordinate illusions...intrusions of insanity
~~~
You can keep your vanity and desired disease...appease the ego
In your tuxedo tailor-made by tyrants...compliance and conformity
~~~
You can keep your deformity and defamation...population desensitized
In your advertised agony and defeat...secrete...

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If there were 
only MORAL coins 
and no MINT coins
people's would have 
conducted sans sins

Sin smeared 
Moral coins 
would be akin to 
Self Demonetised 
Unfit coins for trade
good for scrap grade 

Pristine Moral coins 
would be like medals 
glorifying character
Premium coins 
best for any trade...

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disappoint, disavowed, disingenuous, displace
disastrous, disapprove, disallow, disadvantage, disaffect
disagree, disappear,  disapprobation, disarray, disassociate
disbelieve, dishearten, disharmony, dishonest, disinterest
disguise, disenchant, disengage, disfavor, disgrace 
disdain, discredit, discourteous, disconnect, discontent
discombobulate, disconcert, discontinue, discordant
discourage, disdain, disjunct, dislike, disloyal, dismal
disorder, disorient, disparage, disown, disparity, dispassion
dispirit,  displeasure, dispossess, discriminate
dispute, disqualify, disquietude,...

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The Answer Was There

It's clearly winter, time that we splinter, solely be discontent,
in droves, we amass, divides lads and lass, beg peers disorient,

Lurch therefrom harshly, cannot dredge clearly, fastened in misery,
pulls ironed anvil, likes worthless cavil, reason meets mystery,

Season of goodwill, nay I, faced the...

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Immortal is the writer’s eyesight,
ball of rolled up phrases and rhythms;
Particle of sand through fingertips 
portal of blurred pictures for poems;

Meant to be captured in her wordplay 
spent she sifted through blue lit thoughts;
Disorient edges slip to focus,
torment is soothed her pen fires gunshots....

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