Best Honcho Poems

V.3:
I smell the odor of remorse and hatred in the atmosphere...
Leaving me with scraps of terrifying fear
Waking up in the morning
With you under my sheets
Should...

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Once upon a time, everything was black and white
Oh darling angel - I didn't know we were gonna take flight

V.1:
Shadowed silence vibrates melancholy
As the darkening...

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Sipping cherry limeade, driving in the car parade, 
we're cruising in the Lone Star state.
Didn't want a bucket seat; the thing it couldn't beat, 
was...

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A poet's work [like journalists] is to name the unnameable, to point at frauds, to take sides, to start arguments, to shape the world and...

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It's in a turtle soup shop where I'm employed
It's my duty to cook vomit-inducing soup turtle
which no decent human palate could stand;
a horrid job and...

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Here's an oxymoron
that's sure to brighten your day:
being the selfish head honcho,
in the end never pays;
purchasing personal glory
at the cost of a friend.
But being selfless
helps...

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As I ride this open range I’d like to thank the Honcho in the sky,
For bushwhack beans and jerky with a wedge of Huckleberry pie.

For...

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"Destination: New Covenant" 

When we arrived
at our destination,
the place they called
"New Covenant",
we were assigned 
fresh armour.

we thought the war 
left long and far behind us;

of...

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pioneer esprit de corps front tier brisk.
*     *     *     *   ...

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Adulterous besieging capstone damnation
exploitation foists groping, heaving
insidiously jerking
knowingly lunges
machinations notoriously nymphomaniacal 
officiating penile quests
rapaciously, sadistically 
tenaciously, unstoppably 
vasocongested wickedness 
Xerses yawped zeolously.
*************************** 
All throughout history...

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Guilty pleasures
has you on a Siberian Ferris wheel,
spinning rapidly
Gulag suicidal libido
urges you to cock the trigger and squeeze
Keep repeating the nightmare:
Six torture chambers
Six gas chambers
Six...

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8/15/17


No matter what happens next
May not always make sense
And seem far-fetched
On either side of fence

For ages
The whole place going through changes
And phases

Occuring non-stop
Below and above...

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only by a fluke did I manage 
   to worm winning trust 
   among Christmas elves and reindeer
confident this generic guy,...

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Advertisements in the world are many,
Billions spent making us think plenty,
How did we ever survive before?
This product came knocking at our door.

Beg, borrow, buy, sell,...

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...exhortations against Ole Saint Nick
(alternately titled untold treasured shenanigans of Santa)

his elves and reindeer discovered only 
by colluding via "FAKE" fluke 
did I manage to...

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