Best Frameworks Poems

Break apart all those facile screens
Organized overdrawing of institutional bleeding
Walks through maps and tourism
Pushing hour glasses beyond comprehension

At the ground level, animals are recurring
Human bounty...

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So easily my brain ceases to be
Lacked in comfort how hectic it could be 
Brain cells wrapped around membranes like tree stems

Within the frameworks of...

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I am who I am

Were you to ask where I’m from my past my tale my next of kin
the answer lies in who tells my...

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Polypathic conversation with David Holmgren:

Today it is common to hear the suggestion
[cooperative] education and [therapeutic] training
is the [mindful] key to allowing people to contribute
to a...

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I began reading Jane Anna Gordon's "Creolizing Political Theory"
from the back toward the front,
as usual,
because if I appreciate where this narrative journey will end,
then I...

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Ooh a triangular prism made out of eighteen purple sashed curtains. Wow. Movement. Vortex of a synopsis and a synchronised swirling pattern. When a pea...

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You may have noticed the Michigan Catholic farmer
claiming his First Amendment rights have been infringed
to speak his mind
about the degenerative nature of same-sex marriage
when the...

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"What most nourishes
and yet also entices
your active love,
your curiosity invested in achieving highest priority outcomes?
What are your outcome priorities?
Talk about the top of your deep-loving...

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What would you expect to accomplish here?
In this house these people are incapable of feeling.
Indulging in eternity inside their frozen frameworks.
They began to grow suspicious...

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When I'm pining for the power to yield
Breaking all the branches I seize
Acres for the taking in a forest of mistakes
I can't see for the...

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A fried chicken burp can be akin to gargling a pear juice by a slip stream. But do not slip. Or wave with both hands...

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Language is a
trumpeting vine,

Blooms in every shape,
         size and color

Tendrils of words grow
    ...

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Yo poets, preachers, and prophets,
Here this game, cause there are two prophets,
That inspire me, to keep raging against machines of injustice,
One white, one black, one...

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The Cinematic Film Treatment as a stand alone element 
in the aesthetic revolution we are now not witnessing

Unforgotten Lacerations 

A pataphysical circus of visual elements,...

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When and if a dribble quaver bears an octave and stands on a score one must elevate sound to ninety-eight beats a second for to...

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