Best Jackboot Poems

I bent down to pick up a penny from the frozen ground.
I could smell myself, the acrid stench of sweat and soot,
the taint of vapored...

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They slipped their chains and spread their brains
On walls of bricks and mortar,
Bared their teeth in their belief,
Prepared themselves for slaughter.

Howled aloud in the smoke...

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Dark to black and beaten skin to living bone. 
Chosen by name and marked by birth. 

You hang me, cajole me and yellow badge me....

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As they leave,
They leave for us 
Calabash full of sorrow and agony
They leave for men a plate of frustration
And desperation.

As they leave
They leave for women...

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Diary Notes: Lamentable laissez-faire

                     …the...

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FASCIST STATE 

They did not come upon us like blitzkrieg in the night 
or goose step into town like a plague of parasites. 
They crept...

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How I recall empathic tastes
Of winter frost,
And the bite of winds that railed against
The trees,
Dispersed with such unease
The deafening cries of those
Who loved and lost.

Mimicking...

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A Spring afternoon racing marathon miles -
a crowd thick with families, runners and smiles,
shocked and bloodied by the burst of bomb’s twin blast
decimating the thrill...

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1. Betrayal builds up with great energy
winning my man
comes with a heavy bill of cost.
The third, trying to make us two unhitched
brings out thunderous evil...

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No particular rhyme nor,
reason explains to boot
within mind of this (boyish
looking) ole coot,
why sudden flashback didst

kickstart metered metrical foot
when during bout with anorexia nervosa,
I did...

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Peachy keen verboten maiden jailbait
USA plum ova ripe fruit
inevitably, inimitably, invariably,...
whets whistle pubescent magic flute
impossible mission to rein with absolute
zero sucks esse to temper acute

raging...

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Actual aptitude and action almost always align aright.

Beautiful bliss, beastly belligerent behaviors: both burn bright.

Caringly convinced, cantankerous curmudgeons collapse, contrite.

Disdaining darkness, devoted disciples dig deep,...

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Dreams in the Bunk
By Sy Roth

An aching tired eats away, 
Slurping at his soul 
Yearning wakefulness from the darkness.

He heaved. 
Sigh in a soft world...

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Hearken - comes frost,
snow, comes hail;
comes

sounds - echoes, whispers,
soft post-mortem screams;
scalpel dripping

whines, hisses,
squealing smithereens;
silvery dust-blown

comes mouths, tongues,
shhhh! lips;
comes rhetoric, stigma,

dogma’s tarnished
catechism;
rust tainted; blood simple, comes

religion,
war,
death,...

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