Best Reptilian Poems

"The Reptilian Anthropocene"



The Reptilians
war daily 
enrobed in their
stiff distinction suits
rainbow coloured badges 
pinned to their lapels
they beat their breasts 
and oily palms
profiting from all 
the soft-boiled 
foxes on the run
cerebral cortex bound
thinking they are free-willed
and free in the fields 
they are not
they are captured by
the...

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It wriggled neath the thick dark mud
A small tadpole not yet a stud 
Arms and legs not quite formed
Eyes still blind head deformed

Covered with a coat of slime
To keep him warm and alive
No more time to eat or drink
Sleepy eyes droop and wink 

Three months...

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i do i 
sleep
nude

shedding 
my snake
skin clothes

every night so
that i might
wake to

become
someone
new knowing

what i
knew
added

to everyday
always to
learn

at least if not
more then
one thing

that carries me
to the next
and as i

scribble down
and progress
upsetting

the ground of
knowledgeabillity with 
unending possabilaties

my changing
pigments
of this

and isn't 
as my eyes
separately in 

sockets turn
independently
taking all in

while...

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Timeless and haunting
Recurring nightmares
Trauma resurfacing
Over and over again

Reasoning through images
Ongoing healing
Resisting auto pilot
Inventing resolutions
And re-inventing
Rinse and repeat

New scenarios
New outcomes
Letting go of trauma
Releasing
Reprogramming
Rinse and repeat                     ...

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in her vertical mouth
her tongue stood out
glowing in the dark
gaping staying open
taking me closer
to pleasing me
pleasing her

the lights were off
her breathing soft
as well as her skin
still leading me in 
with my hunger
the gloworm 
dripping in
a warm

oraface where finally
i find my tongue
touching her's
as the jaws
shut fast
i'm...

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plasma barrier
force field
pressed against
yielding bubble
slipping through
where have I been

precious energy
spent with 
no return
foolishly
so many verses
wasted

treasure hunting
down helpless
vapid creatures
left inviolate
monster medicine
not

cold heart beating
icy breath swelling
preening scales
ticking claws
filing sharp
words
swishing long
slithery tail

pheromones 
of worthy prey
lurking invisibly
close
deep rattling sigh
reptilian razor
head
slashes fro
coordinates locked

Kodachrome melting
vision dissolving
not his 

homeless heart
matriculating 
from detachment
to...

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Bias has for animals better named Beasts:
Creatures that could us shake in strong seats
They are the ones Satan ably schemes their use
In battles real rather than a ruse…

And he had been chiefly The Selective, 
Their offices never The Elective; 
A good distance keeps from one...

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