Best Overactive Poems

I move lightly at sixty,
a little less than the max.
Any faster, and the sunflower shells I spit
blow back in my face,
and any slower and the...

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soda sparks
and lemon juice
on every lip
and candle wick
explosion
of the champagne kind
to bubble brains
and swirl the minds
when summer limps
upon two heels
we break our vows
and kneel to...

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I have become like him; nocturnal. 
Prematurely anaesthetised by exhaustion 
then jerked awake into the darkness. 
How long since I have slept 'til dawn? 
A...

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The passing melancholy of an overactive mind
Drags you beneath waves of lost time

No notion to breathe permeates past the ache
Crashing of waves doesn't encourage you...

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I stare at all the stars in the sky 
Like everlasting snowflakes 
No two are alike  
I wonder what god was thinking  
...

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Some people moan that they are overweight
Attempt dieting but can’t shift it at any rate
I could have an underactive thyroid they may squawk…
But in reality
They...

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Ephemeral online moment...

Yours truly plagiarizes himself with zeal
courtesy mental cogs and rusty wheel,
thus no literary crime committed to steel
I broadcast material shown thru rickety
black and...

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On occasion upper respiratory and sinus infections require
oral steroids to squelch and dry the muck and mire
To breathe without the wheeze is the desired effect
though...

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To much cable tv

I think the house is haunted. 
I hear things in the night. 
The landing gives out creaks. 
Enough to give me frights....

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I guess this is where I step in,
But I'm not sure where I should begin.
What can I say, sometimes there's a need for disposition.
	No, I...

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The unruly mob beat me to death 
In the dank filthy street,
Before the scaffolding had its chance
To snap my whiskered neck
Beneath the bone crushing force
-...

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Remorseless sweaty palms

despite being prescribed glycopyrrolate.

Though the angst riddled psyche of mine crafted youth, long since receded, ebbed in the past, infringement, impingement, and indecent...

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Fate Of Mankind...

(this prognosticator ordains,
which if came to pass no brains)
necessary to impress any 
goo goo dolls, nor swains!)

Cited in crosshairs of  thermonuclear warfare
quite...

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A silent touch, a cold 
caress
A familiar result of too 
much stress
My chest is tight, my 
knees are weak
My body is in imagined 
duress

I loved...

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De ja vu is seen right before my 7 senses...don't listen to the cries of lies...
Complete me...don't leave me empty - let my 6 become...

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