Long Accelerant Poems

Bob was the first man she had ever loved, sure she had some crushes when she was in school but nothing like she had felt with Bob. He was six years older handsome and self...

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His mind has all the meaning of a madman that is screaming
Tortured and tormented, a life lived to be lamented
Drained and defeated, his family finally retreated 
Leaving him believing that he was beyond redeeming 
The...

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8/4/22


Too much crap coming with a high tax
Intentional not by chance
It's always been like that
Others talking behind backs
Especially after sipping out bottles from wine racks
It'll reach an end or climax
After a time lapse
Meanwhile it was...

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The Malkavian..Part 1

His mind has all the meaning of a madman that is screaming
Tortured and tormented, a life lived to be lamented 
His family, drained and defeated, finally retreated 
Leaving him believing that he was...

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Gathered my belongings and I burned them as an offering
to who I might one day become if I could let them go.
I knew this gesture could be seen as one more case of posturing
but I’d...

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I watched you set fire to everything I had left-
the already charred remnants you had been 
trying to leave behind since you discovered
the charity of forgetting. 
“You can leave anything in the past, if you...

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What does it take to write a poem, 
a format, a principle perhaps imagination,
If like me you make it up going along, 
can turn into a leaning conflagration. 

Sparks in the first verse are starting...

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His name is Mr. Phire,
but he insist you call him R. Syn
He's a torch for hire,
if you need something set ablaze,
something smoking

Make the right down payment;
and have a full gas can, flick foolproof plan
If you...

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As the sun rises on the distant horizon like a match spark that is thrown into a 
bonfire...a bonfire saturated in an accelerant...Bright red casting color onto the 
dark ominous clouds chasing them away..May I...

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His name is Mr. Phire,
but he insist you call him R. Syn
He's a torch for hire,
if you need something set ablaze,
something smoking

Make the right down payment;
and have a full gas can, flick foolproof plan
If you...

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She cries over broken rearview things,
sideway decisions 
that can never be back pedal changed
Sad memories be gastric 
fumes of the last emotional wrong turn
Past petrol vapors 
igniting present date swerve heartburn

Pulse accelerant tears 
kindle sorrowful...

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American Nero,
showering utter disdain — 
Denigration downpour on pleb citizens
begging for pandemic crumbs
As the pestilent fire rages around 
your virally tainted kingdom

Ghastly gladly,
you keep on fiddling 
acid text madly

Dripping hateful words that burn
deep into the...

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Come in from the cold winter rain my love
Come into my arms let me hold you love
There's nothing left somewhere out there dove
In my arms La Vie En Rose to speak of

Let us dine the...

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