Long Antagonists Poems

To receive care
that best meets your needs,
and also,
by the way,
everyone else's too,
we look first
to where and when we have given such care
since our original longest reborn journey
down Mom's birth canal,
prepared just in time for our...

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Jesus taught and lived
Those who follow the Way
Truth
Life, rather than punishing death,
would be known
by our love,
especially for our enemies.

He did not say, or live,
Those who punish themselves and others with death threats
and war planning
and technology...

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Stricken with anguished nausea

Written three years ago tomorrow, 
yet superimposed (likened to 
emotional palimpsest) upon 
mental state of yore
recent post traumatic stress 
triggered courtesy war
torn legally tendered greenbacks, 
where enemy bonded, heisted, and netted 
mine...

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While there is no story at all
unless it has at least two sides,
when it comes to ego's narrative lines
and epic paragraphs,
we have great difficulty in casting ourselves
as other than a one-sided protagonist story,
which others might...

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"The Senate bill, unveiled today, is not a health care bill.
It’s a massive transfer of wealth from middle-class 
and poor families to the richest people in America. 
It hands enormous tax cuts to the rich...

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Everyone's great cause
projects them as our future's therapeutic hero.
So all against our health-intending causes
reject us as potential victimizers,
ostracizers,
impeachers,
disenfranchisers,
excommunicators,
criminalizers.

The trick is to see antagonists,
sources of trauma,
as part of protagonist causes you,
resource for therapy,
actively seeking out each...

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My longer life
reads like a ransacked,
formerly almost democratic constitution,
Whether well read in organic silence
or not so screaming fascist tumored
rumor bad-humored
much.

Some days present easy milestone messages
to choose light-flowing life
While other days and nights
I feel forced to...

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What are these days of mourning stories
I choose not to tell about myself,
my emotion-driven journeys
to windy hot imagined future
and remembered warm wet green
and impossibly resilient blue past
pre-historic paradise,
before people
and our mosquito
and cockroach
and locust
and indoor rats...

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What condition is my condition in?
said Yang to Yin.

Unconditional love of enemies,
antagonists,
annoying pests with equally annoying ideas 
of their own
about how you should be and become right now,
requires more than non-violent listening,
although this is a...

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Poem 1

I'm sick of trying to apologize and
sick of trying to make things better when all I do is
make things worse
and I'm
sicksicksick
but it's still the only medicine and it still 
gets me high
so I'll keep...

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The Perfectionist is Listening

the rich are committing suicide
and taking us with them
the prosthetic limbed bastards
Fort Darwin tottering on fewer stilts
once the masters of the universe
presently picking through garbage
looking for an Icarus to pilot
some way back...

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When disuniting yang's admittedly subjective supremacy
debates against disforming yin's non-objective wimpiness,

Then yin with yang,
like right with left
ego/eco-covenanting crisis wanderers
sojourn between win/win and lose/lose anawim,
learning to speak against vulnerable emigrants
absorbing dualistic debates.

These two now mutual antagonists...

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A Poem [ Viet Nam]
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FOES AND FRIENDS (D’SCRIPT)


It all happened so sudden and so perfect
Just like a script, no single line was missed
Just like a stage, everybody played their own part
It was a free role; everybody was free to...

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DARK TIMES BE GONE!

Trying harder getting harder
The Sun rises again, nothing better
Many books are being read
The writers have all rightly said.

Day after day, strength dwindle
Hope cries out, who will rekindle?
Antagonists waiting for your fall
And you'll...

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Undone
No problem
Dog gone
Grow solemn in Harlem, but think clean name bereft of blame game

Which advances your worthy cause
In form and substance
Required to insert a new clause
In the wake of a changed circumstance

Despite bites of June...

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I think it’s time for my poetry to find a new home.
It never really liked the weather
here and it always got sand stuck in its shoes.
I think it’s time to leave this sultry surrounding
that has...

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To 
                            accom-
                             plish
                       his mission
                     on this planet, 
                   A soldier porked 
               A sword on his chest, 
           Water and blood came out, 
All the soldiers and people astonished, 
It became dark in...

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After July abdicates, august August arrives,
and the year advances, as annually agreed. 
After assessing alternative alternatives and accords,
as anticipated, no other affirmative alternative is advanced. 
Actually August is always an annual actuality, affably accepted
as amicable...

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During WW II from a frozen aircraft in the Arctic sea
The  Nazi General, Schmidt, named as Red Skull sneaky
Stole Tessaract, the eerie relic of godly power untold
He wanted to channel to have the world...

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The heart is autogenic and depolarizes no less
But it can be influenced by the ANS.
Autogenic means leaky channels
And within the channel annals,
This means changes in membrane potential
And for the heart, are is essential.

The sympathetic speeds...

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"Why do Your disciples transgress the tradition of the elders? For they do not wash their hands when they eat bread."
He answered and said to them, "Why do you also transgress the commandment of God...

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One particularly memorable critic referred to me as a neckbeard in a conversation with a friend this morning. Both of the twats were skinny, pencil-head net-dweebs, the types who frequent cesspools such as reddit.com or...

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Agnes:

Oh, what a smile Uriah Heep!
It makes me feel so vile and cheap
You’re planning Papa’s soon demise
An evil light shines in your eyes

You smile a sheepish little grin
Usurping is your grievous sin
My father is under...

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"Bildungsroman" 

childish things 
become children
the sweetness 
leaves them 
when the dream
in reality leaves them
to walk hand in hand
with the nightmare
of what becomes 
us as adults

protagonists are 
sometimes heroes
sometimes villains
inside us all dwells
a versatile shadow

we save...

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