Best Stupors Poems

Sword’s sharp edge attached side by side
One side a victor
Another side a villain
The sworn enemies, the bosom friends

And the sharp tongue between clinched teeth
With the...

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for a wine bottle
I in my drunken stupors
wasted all my life...

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Oh wow. Oh great. Look over there. Quickly now. Come on. It is the mitigating migrating mammoth mansions. Brick by brick and bone by bone....

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Petrified pottery ponders plots. Ploys play putting purring. And a frantically fraternising pickle arch can glow on many a skyline at dusk. In many hues....

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To this scene we have gathered on September’s eve
Under darkening sky, where a storm may conceive
Not a sight better is that face I’ve hardly known
So...

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Melanie, where is she ???
September 2nd, 2016  
Melanie, found herself !!!

Twenty plus years !!!, in a fog.
Many drugs, drug induced stupors
made up most hours...

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Crushed peanut shells are
scattered all over the floor

Beer bottles smashed
while blood drips from the roof

A body hangs from the rafters 
while loyal patrons play
a vodka...

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They come back damaged
from the war
no matter what war
there always is
some damage

he was fine in
anti aircraft
all things are distant
except the bombs
that explode
and throw you
up to...

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Now we have kings of hell
A metaphysical chess of wishes
All revolving around me
Trapped inside this cave
This mountain
It’s still really before Christ
the prophet hasn’t been born
but...

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Field mouse woke up. Asleep for many years. It had grown a moustache and side burns. Oh how dreadful cried sally spider peering into the...

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Under the Clown's Hypocrite's Masquerade of Virtue.

When is the patting on the back to end?
False truth is out in public world and penned.
Based on deception...

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simply awake
No music lulls
No quiet snoozes
No counting naps
No stretching tires
My clock taunts me
No comfort lullabies
No breathing relaxes
Pajamas strangle me
No coolness soothes
No meditation stupors
No visualization sleeps
No...

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A lifeless wasteland 
With no escape
No sound
No single date
Frozen solid nightmares prayed
Bare bones pricked, cracked and blazed
Phantom birds wouldn’t chirp
Silent stupors waited still 
For life...

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The world wakes up oneday amidst a horror
We call it by the name Corona  viral disease
It became apparent to all of us there is...

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