Long Aneurism Poems

THIS IS QUITE INTRIGUING TO SAY THE LEAST MY JAN 6TH NEIGHBORS ARE FIXATED ON BREAKING IN MY HOME FIR SPORT NOW USUALLY RIPPING MEDICAL RECORDS OR JUST TAMPERING WITH MY COMFORT SUPPORT POODLES CUTTING...

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(Thinks) I Float like a Butterfly and sting like a tazer.
Mouth of the South, but my lips don't say (intelligent) 
words
Like Muhammad Alley Bin drive by shooting
Bin Laden with
delusions of g,
Being a lefty, I blame...

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Rainbow Surplus suppressing it’s limelight on the wonders of thy guillotine. Eat a planet with betadine. Horoscopes orders. The empire shines bright on double d’s. Who’s to say Peter hasn’t squandered his own stability? It’s...

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Virtues are more than they appear to be.
Ripples of connectivity.
Something switched on with the light?
A companion, manual, override.
Especially when storm clouds rear- appear to ruin the blue skies'-

But not like a knife,
that cuts the whole...

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Just?
 look, at YOU now, self righteous, you know YOUR rites best.
You have much to celebrate.
Celebrate diversity, the joy of
sex in the city. 
Make it, 
YOU, at your behest,
the center of your Universe. 
Where only...

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Cavernous

I do not believe !, nor do I want to believe 
that the delineations you pain upon the canvass’
of our, oh so brief time upon this plane together
represents the true you, the real you, the...

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“A trail of human misery and degradation”
Derives from a mid-16th century text from Old French
Illustrated best by the Inquisition and the Holocaust
But it conjures up a long history of human stench
While the odor lingers in...

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Stanley Meyer was, undoubtedly, an engineering genius
whether or not he succeeded in developing an auto engine
that could propel a vehicle using only the power of water.
And, still, he may well have done so, according to...

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The music 
is her breath, 
or…wind…

into the open
bottle. The songs
of folk-lore.

***

Around her bon-fire, 
embers sear the sleeve,
of her Hoodie;

The sparks 
are as red
as the blood

of a burst 
aneurism.

Thus...
she could have

a "broken heart".

The sparklers
in their hands,

the...

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I sold my stolen joy division box set 
to go to a local show with a girl
how's name was in a popular song 
on the radio 
she had long curly blond hair 
like the one...

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About Book of Revelations

This idea with you thought I should share
Is a crazy crime when we start to compare
Each of our personal assets and debits
Yet we still will leave out all of the credits.

In all...

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' Me & my pal Ginsberg arrive in Poland, now more artisticly able from coffee-blood and sleep deprivation. I hear him say: "If you can speak your heart, speak, but make sure you do it...

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"I'm just popping out for the papers", 
he always used to say,
"I won't be too long, so try to be strong", 
he'd laugh, "whilst I am away".
Part of the ritual, the daily round 
of retirements...

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