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The World's Most Destructive Chemical Experiment

The feel of a touch, 
the sound of a cry, 
the joy of hello, 
the sorrow of 
goodbye. 

We entangle, we combine 
we fall apart -
but in the end, 
we get up and 
we try, try, try, 

to form a connection 
that doesn't end in absence. 

It all ends 
for those already absent. 

Be present, 
if not for others, 
then for yourself.

Our Better Angels

Sometimes our minds speak to us,  
Summoning us to embark on their journey,  
They show us the pathway to the light;  
It is our choice if we wish to remain in the night.

Within us, the good hides in the chamber,  
Struggling to put the bad to rest.  
Sometimes the latter is recalcitrant and willful;  
The responsibility is ours to give room for the former to be dutiful.

There’s a gathering of our conflicting emotions outside the window,
Recriminations blooming in the meadow.  
Tendrils of darkness entangle our thoughts and minds,  
Conflicts arise in various kinds.

Yet within us is the light that brightens the gloomy day,  
Leading us to the luminous pathway.  
Our better angels are the stars that adorn the night sky;  
They are the heart’s silent cry.


August 3, 2025.

The World's Most Destructive Chemical Experiment

The feel of a touch, 
the sound of a cry, 
the joy of hello, 
the sorrow of 
goodbye. 

We entangle, we combine 
we fall apart -
but in the end, 
we get up and 
we try, try, try, 

to form a connection 
that doesn't end in absence. 

It all ends 
for those already absent. 

Be present, 
if not for others, 
then for yourself.

Foggy Express

Foggy Express

Preening For A Distant Gaze
Other Thoughts Entangle Charm;
Ends-Without-The-Means, Indeed!
Trust In Troubled Torrent Tribes...
Raid The Chambers, Raise All Voices!
Yours Is But A Word Away.

 I've Got Your Number,
 Seen Your Thoughts...

Passions' Preference, Prejudiced Still;
Ran Around The Racetracks, Cheering!
Off! You Feral Cockerel Sewer-Rats!
Onward Ho! Ye Her0es Of Re-Cen'cy!
Find Our Un-Common Empowered Empathy!

 Ten Stations Later - Stations Closed.
 Hats Off! Conductors And Cabin-Boys...
 All The Better, All The Madder:
 Tender Butter, On A Platter.

Worlds' Benefits, Cruise The List
 Old Globby's Globe Just...
 Reeks With Similarities!
Damned If We Don't Know What We Mean.
Syllable Counts, Uhhhh...

 Can I Say "Indeed" Again, Down Here?
 After All, It's Just Convenient.
 Nothing Here Is Useful, Splotches...
 '
Taste The Stain Left By Those Lips.

-Gray Squirrel

06-09-2025

Lines That Entangle

The curse of the writer
woo’s angels and devils
Chasing the daylight
 far into the night

Each phrasing an omen
of hope or foreboding
With lines that entangle
— in lost delight

(Dreamsleep: June, 2025)

Be A Good Man For God

Be a good man for God.
Bury all the bad things,
Regret and forget the past.
Being good, pleases God.
Be careful on muddy ground.
Leave quietly, don't entangle,
Run away and don't look back.
Live with a clothes not sin,
Denounce darkness in prayer.
Keep willful spirit strong.
Help others to do the same.
Enlighten your mind freely,
Follow the Gospel of Light.

The Prismatic Self

'I think, therefore I am!'
I write to bang and clang,
to play with words, cast spells.

Wrangle and entangle readers,
with thoughts dredged from memories,
resonating, reverberating within selves,
aligned on shelves, waiting to join in.

An audience of thinkers shaken not stirred,
by the clang and jar of poetic,
rhythms, rhymes, images and ideas.

Rendered with razzmatazz and syncopation,
in the written words rendered,
improvised, and concocted in a group session.

On a stage, on a page,
of prismatic selves, 
jamming and jarring,
banging and clanging,
jangling with Mr Joe,
in worn out shoes.

Afraid, 
that no one is listening, or 
that no one,
really, truly, bluesy cares?

Trolls, Bots and Spidered Webs

Through false truth, the Rus reclaims hegemony,
Farming trolls to be enrolled,
'Neath bridges, clowns, see enemies, 
Puking riddles on those tolled.

Then the bots deliver the hurl,
Regurgitate into the net,
Till truth is common as a pearl,
Yet what you see is what you get.

Spidered webs entangle yonder,
The language largely modeled,
And artificial minds are left to ponder,
Which words are fiddle-faddle.  

Defrosted wars are flooding fields,
Entrenching fact with fiction,
In cyber realms, we've little shields,
To counter eastern malediction. 

Folly finds that fear is fruitless,
Beware tourneys of tyranny,
Cavorted by the truth-less and ruthless, 
Pretending reality's but conspiracy.

Intoxicant - Apr 12

Love sends a signal (so intangible)
through time removed and space—more faraway
than high heavens, sun, spark of moody day
when Night her might has made immoveable. 

The bold heart beats, but shyly (:¡magical!:)
hides a gross ache—(perhaps gone quite astray)—
of love destroyed by space and time. A ray
has passed and left behind a palpable

shadow.—but time’s the healer, space the fact,—
the proof? the medicine of poetry.
So know it truly, bear it in your heart:
without your gift, my art could not be art.
I mean not to entangle again what’s we—
simply I reminisce—(love? I react).

invasive species

Peter in the summer morning sun
his cool smile shaded by shadows run
his voice as soothing as coffee’s scent
tell me he wasn’t heaven sent

Peter of Malibu moss and Spanish rose
his lips like light-coral, in kissable repose
his legs slouched akimbo, like a tiger’s limbs
how I long to re-entangle myself in them.

Peter’s quick caress, on windy Tropez beaches
aren’t men the most delightful, of nature's invasive species?
I miss the jeweler’s precision, of his warm and playful hands
and how the sun slowly gifted him, with a model’s golden tan.

Peter sipping coffee under a brittle, New Haven sun,
his rough laugh following something silly I’d done.
There’s no cryptic, localized pathology, happening at the beach,
when the two of us are together, our worlds just seem complete.
.
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Songs for this:
What the World Needs Now by Tori Holub & James Wilkas
be mine by strongboi

Twisted Words

Twisted Words are they your fears you hold onto
written on your scroll? That you project on me?

Twisted Words robs someone of their joy and
One's character,  tend to dig ditches to entangle 
someone's growth, control of one's mind? Am I
imagining.  Twisted Words

Ruthless beings for whatever reasons  they conspire
And question someone on things unknown. They
Slander someone unceasingly. All day long they
twist someone words for ruin. Twisted Words 

Their words are like fire flammable attempting to consume 
someonelicking these wounds that are trying to break
someone down. Twisted Words

They do not speak peaceable,  but devise false accusations.  Twisted Words 

I would not let them consume  my peace of mind, integrity.  
I release you, No shame or confusion will I embrace.  Twisted Words

Life, Love And Marriage

No idea of marriage before
Until I got entangle into this
I think marriage is a long love
That need a driving force to reckon with
The most important thing
To love is to be happy
We can sacrifice many things
About relationship to last long
Is for you to live in love
And stay happy in this life
Happiness is a gem that inspires
Everyone to pursue life endlessly.

Sweet Tears

You want freedom
Where tough times freeze
You entangle when love
Disentangle you the most
Where is trust killing you
When nobody is believing
Does it cause you pain
If it suffer your egotistic nerve
Will you still go on life
When no one at your side
You said you love me
And now you are not that be
You failed me, hoping so you change
But now promises you've made
Is now null and void
What life is there all therein
But ingratiate and ungratefulness 
This deathbed is sweet tears
To never love again.

My Cat

Shes a huntress
least that offend you
I  have a fictional  affair
with my cat
All she wants is love and warmth
Her eyes follow me
her paws entangle my hands
The elixir of her dighty breath 
is unearthly
She not outstare me
She knows my moods
although I can never second guess hers
She ages with dignity
I indulge her with my feelings
Her countenance  knows withstanding

Bi-Neural

Silk word play crosses in two and subtle mind games, 
both entangle me; whetting my appetite for war.
Served as a weaponized aphrodisiac;
sharp double edge sword hors d'oeuvre.
Lured toward a subtle intoxication;
true motives ceremoniously exposed.
You trace the contours of my every word;
the renegade now juxtaposed.
We traverse to foreign places unaware;
time itself intensifies, yet slows.
Demons spill from lips to fan the flame of desire;
our spirits overflow.

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