Best Viscera Poems

viscera wound tighter
   than the tightest rubber ball
   never mind bouncing off the walls
   guts like a pinball machine
...

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oh, yes ...

yes, I have ...
I've had them ... those moments
the deep, desperate, rare moments ...
"straight-from-a-movie" moments
of romance and melancholy

where the violins and violas and
cellos...

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recklessness attacks ego
fury attacks soul
adrenaline attacks viscera
middle digit attacks upward
foot attacks accelerator
vehicle attacks vehicle
hand attacks pistol
lead attacks flesh
remorse attacks fury
gavel attacks sound block
inmate attacks inmate...

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And you will know me by the trail of dead,
the whistle of wind in cutthroat pipes,
the jolly japes and spring heeled capers
in the sepia pulp...

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UPSIDE DOWN
inverted, topsy-turvy
unhinging, disorienting, confusing
puzzle, somersault; details, viscera
twisting, wearing, turning
front to back, socks
INSIDE OUT

written October 10, 2021...

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Part Two


Older in age 
                    younger...

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GUTS and GAIN

When only hymns of old memoirs and faith starred,
as I lift my eyes, black! Blue is the sun and moon,
will shadows be my...

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Mute hues of dusk gone, still ‘cept for clerid
Sight is slight, sloe murk taunts with ‘a whisper
Shadows come creeping, silence grows trepid

Twilight so stark, not...

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I have been dead for many years;
entombed in a mausoleum
of viscera and rigid bones.
There were no prayers or eulogy
spoken on my worthless behalf.
Within the tomb...

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Within the simple heartbeat prowls a spell
Which hunts a tender cage in which to dwell
To resonate its richness: share its thrall
And claw dank loneliness from...

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so, here at last, to stomp you thin
    are barbs to rip the scar-less skin
      now open...

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Can any here recall my name?
Intoned by plenty years ago,
today I'd say but for a game
they play, not many here may know!

But here I stand...

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Let my words bring on the darkness
May my words wrap you in shadow and scrape the inside of your skull
Scarring my beautifully sadistic scenarios on...

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Farting is a cool poised own vis 
Has safe six-fold gains of wellness  
It may seems cannot -at all- be a vista
Yet, sure it...

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The temporary altar, Translation of Etiemble’s quintet: Le reposoir by T. Wignesan
							For us

As for me, I have renounced the noxious vault
where the other life child...

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