Best Tenderizing Poems

There we were -
veiled in the sheer-yet-semi-private aura of morning twilight;
where only outlines can be seen
but where everything is felt in its full strength and purity.

In a sultry bed -
overstuffed with lost time
lost love and, now, repossessed love 
we embraced each other.

Years have a way...

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digesting ballet —
prime rib and bacon, waltzing
Nutcracker taters
Tchaikovsky suite crescendo
fork and knife tenderizing

12/25/2021...

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where are your eyes in the 11th hour?
do they roam to and fro, roaring
with insipid power, baiting the hook,
fishing for retractable men?

where is your nose in the 11th hour?
is it sniffing out a cesspool of plots,
hanging with odious men by the fire,
drawing in men with...

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I must admit
You left me broken…
I am shattered shards,
Spread out on your hands…
Your sweaty palms of uncertainty at hand
But, we will land in a land of I-understand…

Make a stand and things won’t get out of hand
Don’t break up the band of creativity and cheer…
Your ideas...

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The female calendar

The night cosmos opens the earth to moisture,
germination of the moonlight rejoice.
Tenderizing the ground to reach the underwater sight,
mist of luminous Moon light from the pull of monthly tide.
Moon phases of the great cosmic dance,
fertilization in the ovum of darkness to advance.
Circulation of...

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Lava stiletto lips
drips Medusa kisses
transmitting stone corpse aperitifs
she slithetrs hither on 
out of night sways of
narcoleptic nuptial napkins
snake strand locks of love
conceal couquettic tenderizing
fetish fantasies of climactic 
carnivorous copulations. 
Leviathan legs of boa bondage
clench my every clandestine thrunch.
Gonad groundswells of deep droning
desires-immersive of Eden's ego,...

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I have my platinum muse
It is a flighty, windy memory
Of a memorable, miserable encounter
With someone that reminded me...

I have not even fooled myself
Into believing something so weak
As the crippled, dying cupid
That is love at first sight.

The woman I am marrying,
Wasn't loved at first glance
She was...

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As the tenderizing tenderloin rub his meat.
The antibiotics circulated through his veins 
ran down beneath his feet. The taste is off 
but memorizing my mouth, as I swallow his 
flavors I began to have doubts.

Marinating over night with different flavors, 
as he leaves the fridge...

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Now, you have the right to remain hand cuffed,
With each arm on each side of the bed post,
Unable to get away from a host,
Who has already searched you in the buff.
You also have the right to take it rough,
Since this is the way that I...

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Caught here in a pandemic
	state of suspended animation
	we gradually move towards
	comprehension of the old axiom,
	between a rock and a hard place
	as we hang here held between
	the jaws of the vice of survival.

	Indeed, times are as hard as steel
	but such times can’t stand up to the
	tenderizing...

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Her mocking salutation in salute.
Sudsing down your brains drawingboard in a victoriously ill repute.
Nature's pendulum holds you in it's dungeoness pattern of holding, then you go down it's chute. 
Hell's guillotine greased, oiled,
sparkling it's grinning teeth bare,
waiting to have you.
At an altar of self sacrifice,...

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didn't you know
that in the new age America
court cases are decided
by rioters and intimidators
congressional race baiters
getting their rocks off on division and skin tone

the juror's box has turned into 
a carton off quaking eggs..
the media(those harlots of hype and hate) 
spreading their corporate sponsored legs...

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God sees all
feels all
no limits
no barriers
to His sense of worth
and being -- made the ultimate
love sacrifice, created a humanity
from His Own Spiritual Substance -- 

made the ultimate love sacrifice
gave His Image freedom

we are the reflection of the source
while our own mirror of separation -- 
molten...

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At least I was clothed when I arrived I think
The rest of them are not
Neanderthals or pre-Neanderthals? They communicate with grunts
Whistle, burps, farts.
I wish I was kidding.
I am serious.
I motion that I would like some of their meat.
One of them slams me on the ground.
They...

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