Best Dissolution Poems

IV

A soul was broken to make room
For dusty halls and labyrinths.
A gossamer, nylon bed-sheet shroud
Enwraps the remnants of that mind.
And no excuses can be made; 
This disease does not justify that one.
I do not sleep deeply, I do not wake easily,
I dream of cities built...

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Great joy together...

Hearts now torn by love and hate...

Solution: Divorce.



It all began with "For Better or Worse",

But the words afterward became very terse.

Divorce was the answer she decided upon

As with me she didn't want to go on...

The only other answer was to ride a hearse.



Two...

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"Dissolution"



I go to sleep a lot now, 
to escape reality. 
It is as if I am no longer here, 
but there in the other worlds. 
Some dreams are so real. 
Once was a life
where as a child
we walked barefoot 
through molasses
dirt roads gone country
wide open...

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Gale force winds have blown away the top of his skull

Impaled by a fallen tree with the prison of his mind exposed

Tim’s pierced splintered and dismembered fragments

mash freely with mushed grey matter ready for take off


A lobotomy of sorts a wholesale removal of a vanishing...

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DEFINITION OF CATALYSIS 
THE SPEEDING UP OR,SOMETIMES, SLOWING DOWN OF A CHEMICAL REACTION BY ADDING A SUBSTANCE WHICH IT SELF IS NOT CHANGED THEREBY                     ...

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I remember my childhood in the good ol' USA
Fireworks at the lakefront every Independence Day
But that all was concluded twenty years ago today
The Union was dissolved

It simply was decided we could live toge'r no more
No armies took to battlefields, there was no Civil War
You'd think...

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I cannot walk on your eggs
I better lie on oyster bed
I am not impotent, you know, but afraid of coition
Because your eggs are fragile-terrible
Shattering like a pouncing wolf.
It is a strange job -making love with you
But it is elemental -both love and fear
Dominated by the...

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In the existential dualist realm,
with dark and immoral traits,
irreducibly distinct from the righteous strength,
human being breathed as God’s generous gift 
the divine breath of fufilled life,
the source of creativity for love and harmony.

The enlivening enlightenment window
lets in the sacred sunshine of virtue,
highlights the positivity of...

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When the repellant acid rain came,
the silica image gloomed darkly
into sobbing disintegration

Embers of flickering hope
smouldered deep in the heart of despair
Passion dying to be re-ignited,
only sparked
a saline immolated tearful incineration

Distance was a skeleton key,
overcoming temporal relativity
was a spatial mistake
Stretch marks of lost time ... 
candles...

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Dissolution

She dwells in the pitch-dark attic 
full of cobwebs and 
dried autumn leaves,
in the half-open oval window, a 
minute aperture quenching 
her thoughts of passing,
her back badly swollen, slowly 
leaning against the wall 
feeling the throbbing pain 
in nailing a fictitious comfort, 
pinching her tiny...

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Money, divorced from fame 
Divorced from talent
Divorced from blame

Feelings, divorced from logic
Divorced from judgment
Divorced from pain

Words, divorced from reasons
Divorced from praise
Divorced from gain

Divorced from the moment
Divorced from the instant
Time—divorced again

(Dreamsleep: June, 2019)...

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We the People, 


We were never consulted,
 invited or agreed to the the 1999 constitution 
never resolved to live together as drafted by the Military lies  in the document, 
Invisible, indissoluble or
 the sovereignty claimed were rhetoric of falsehood,
some crooked criminals who should be...

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THE DEPTH AND THE DISTANCE
        A story of Divorce

Because you would plumb only so deep					Final
Before returning, too soon, back to the top,
Breathing in air
And your preference to swim,
Skimming along the surface
Like a flat-edged rock.

While I continued, delving deeper...

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Abstracts of a July Morning
David J Walker

I
I dreamed about a man selling
The scent of breakfast
He said I could pick the delivery 
Date and time 

And if I dared to imagine 
Imagine an image of my father 

That could replace the cook
And the rest of the...

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I wish to seek help
But I'm running out of time
Redemption is late...

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