Best Troglodytes Poems

I woke up this morning
Tired as a wolf-hound
After the chase.
The day is as stark
As an unfinished concerto.

Mondays are like that,
They are the beginning--
An unwrapped gift.
The...

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Blinking as we emerge

Into the golden, blinding light

Oh we need the open air

For we are no troglodytes,

Cobalt skies, verdant greens

Room to breathe, a soul set...

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Remember all the Wise Men on their knees upon your yacht?
With orphans on their backs they’d crawled (with others that they’d brought)
Through rubble on the...

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Even the dead reject this blasted earth.

The ground, such as it is,
Is freshly Antidiluvean,
And the corpses swim within its tumbled, heaving masses
Blood and mud the...

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Happy 5th birthday have you accepted rape into your life,
It's a patriarchal practice built from sadism and male strife,
A hedonistic ritual to keep us all...

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f*ck justin bieber 
f*ck harold and kumar 
f*ck huey lewis 
f*ck star trek 
  
  
  
f*ck everything that isn't classical music...

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What is like to be black, my sisters and brothers?
To live in a nation where skin color makes you another.

This nation was consummated by a...

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Murders in congress
grimly ponder on parapet walls
on the grim reality of lost homes
and loved ones yet unborn - 
their casual caws more muted
than the...

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There’s a forest bizarre neither nearby nor far,
full of sights somewhat scary to spook a soul wary.
The deep, darkened jungle, I think you’ll agree 
is...

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Recluse by dint of circumstance

Proud anonymous troglodytes 
forerunners of mine
confronted threats less horrific
than forty fifth commander in chief
of United States of America.

He/him (matted hair, ratty,...

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You’re a hollow tree, listening
to the tapping claws of am exposed sky.

You sit sideways staring over your shoulder.
A rib cage full of naked troglodytes
looks up...

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Troglodytes worked 
A twenty hour week

But I'm sat in the meeting 
Blinded by the pasty PowerPoint 

On the horizon
I misread the slide title as

'Come Touch...

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Booth made famous on April 15th, MDCCCLXV... 
Sic semper tyrannis ad mortem
("Thus always I bring death to tyrants").

Ever since early forerunners 
of twenty first century
mankind...

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Hee Haw, I Cried 
By Sy Roth

With a mulish hee haw, 
I wrap myself in my own divine comedy.
Commedia dell’arte path 
For a blind mercenary...

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You’re a hollow tree, listening
to the tapping claws of am exposed sky.

You sit sideways staring over your shoulder.
A rib cage full of naked troglodytes
looks up...

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