Best Formica Poems

lunatic tile underneath a formica god.

he cracks at the edges.

synthetic delirium..

coptic nerve....


 in his head plastic can be holy
.in his head 
he bends but never breaks...

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The Glistening of Formica Memories

Stepping on wet lateral stones,
at the Source of the Bicuspid,
three timeless tree-girls, 
dressed in Colorado feathers,
urged on to fly, 
as far as the harbinger’s voice, 
reverberating from the source
and onward to eternity’s margins, 
assume the mad ascendancies
to the highest peak, the...

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.... crawl across
the garden path covered with moss.
Creepy-crawly, completely black.
They dash off there and soon are back.
I was intrigued. Then during night,
from a deep sleep I woke in fright, 
for I was trapped in dreadful dream, 
in which I was Formica queen. 

I woke this...

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   A note for Micah
     Fore, Micah! ~

   Table it, too late...

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On his table of Formica,
A once ardent Christian Micah 
Drops reggae from Jamaica;
Newly, Peter Tosh’s great liker 
No more Soulless Demons’ Striker:
Paul in Thessalonica…

For ten years in America, 
Eyes on the female Hitch hiker, 
Mid-course rides turning her liker!
Have you been to Madagascar? 
I’d had...

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