Long Albumen Poems

I have slept but I have not slept
I have not slept but I have slept
For the first time in two years
I slept without a word of care
No codes, no crossroads
No railroads, no shiploads
No lizards no...

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Pursuit for elusive prey
teases yours truly
into treacherous catacombs
dangerous mentally
challenging pitfalls,

sets small hairs of back
on camp creeks edge
of night, where dark shadows
evoke outer limits
of twilight zone

prompting me constantly questioning
purposefulness, qua hair raising pursuit
embarking these modern roman...

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Pursuit for elusive prey
teases yours truly
into treacherous catacombs
dangerous mentally
challenging pitfalls,

sets small hairs of back
on camp creeks edge
of night, where dark shadows
evoke outer limits
of twilight zone

prompting me constantly questioning
purposefulness, qua hair raising pursuit
embarking these modern roman...

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There once was a poet named Neumann
whose bile went as white as albumen.
He emailed a missive,
his ire derisive, 
attempting to yoke fellow humans. 

His target would not come to heel,
so then it became an ordeal.
Disguised...

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Signature

 Append the seal on the opening glee
 Of performance agog with clapping drums,
 The cylindrical bell calling to spirituous mundi
 Screaming flew about in the air;
 Perched on ears
 And pecked on fertile hearts,
...

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The sun, going about her daily chores, 
glimpses a new star in the sky, 
one smaller than herself, 
yet strangely familiar.

Used to catching her image first in puddles, 
then growing larger in lakes, 
she at...

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Finding acquaintance with women
has put me on a wild-goose chase,
making my mind so water-logged
with gross and unbearable lack of confidence.
Your presence has cancelled these memories
and caused me into an acute Amnesia,
remarkably stimulating me
to attempt an...

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Eternal granite, crystalline scree, agates, boulders, rise
to hills, towering tors,* mutinous mountains, endlessly growing
rising, lifted,  then toppled by the fiery rebirth of draconic lava**

Like the cracked shell of an avian egg***/ **** both molten...

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The world is huge but perceptions must be in one albumen
it matters not the belief and background of other men
atmosphere always created, far from the banana belt
if not only my this, all your that, should...

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Soft-shelled things by their sources laid
On spots assuring them no raid:
In my poultry picked up by maid,
With care handled or her upbraid
“Boiled or Omelets but with bread,
For my breakfast do as I’ve said!”

I’d quip: Mirror...

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Modern democracy 


Think of an egg hollow it out drink its albumen and yolk 
the empty shell cracks easily and we call it democracy 
and free expression which is subjected to unwritten laws.
You can call...

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I'm hounded by a strange curiosity
about kids, parents, about humanity
in glitzy, affluent centers of urbanity
where children are rare in the vicinity;

     backseats of expensive vans and cars
    ...

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we are the egg they are the knife

the egg shell 
like the body

the egg white albumen 
like the spirit 

the egg yolk like the soul
all others lies in between 

so is the connection of humans
to...

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...Look, Ma, I'm flying!

When fat, stoned Humpty Dumpty tumbled off that high wall,
He was laughing so hard he scarcely noticed the fall.
He cracked his shell, I'm assumin'
'cause out leaked his albumen and most of his...

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