Long Antibodies Poems
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I ached. Was sore all over my body, my arms, my legs, my core.
My insides, my outsides, my get up and go had got up and gone to a war.
I didn’t know why my strength decided to leave. Leaving me all spent and beat.
Once I could run, laugh, dance all night long but now I just tasted defeat.
Then I questioned the food in my diet; the meat and veg, the grain, dairy, and pieces of fruit.
I drank plenty of water. Drank it each day. And I still felt exhausted, alone, destitute.
So I tried to think clearly. Think of simple solutions, to get me out of that mess.
But my mind, it was cloudy, I couldn’t think straight, my head, it was in so much distress.
Conquered I lay down and wondered about other tired folk, the drained folk all down, out and blue.
That’s when I remembered, their doctor fixed them, giving each of them a shot for the flu.
My arms, my legs, my body, my core were all in a war, a war so miserable, dreadful and tragic.
But the doctor gave me antibodies, a microscopic cavalry. They saved the day by doing their magic.
6th april
Our immune system fights viruses and all foreign bodies.
antibodies that protect the lymphatic office.
Immunological memory is the ability to recognize,
previously initiated the anti device.
Healthy microbes essential from cradle to grave,
mothers fungus touch and milk to survive.
The use of antibiotics killing those microbes,
sterile environment for the body that disrobes.
Smell, taste and recognition of individuality,
crucial role in and out of body decomposing reality.
Sanitizing will weaken the immune system procured,
called the hygienic hypothesis for rest assured.
Caught in legal procedure enforced to act,
given your body from shop to shop some poison in fact.
The psychological terror not to mention,
being prosecuted in scientific polluted detention.
Riding the donkey of hope as expensive load,
endurance of the profiteers that you owed.
"Within the Contained Behemoth"
we think we travel
strange universes
in our planetary
reconnaissance devices,
transporting initial
contact communication
for exporting
potential new lives
for resettlement,
perhaps we are the
internal world
of God,
we are
the good
and the bad
of an otherwise
invisible being,
a central life source
we cannot see for dreaming,
because
we are
part
of the internal sum
immersed
in the body
of something much larger
and we,
we are like
nerve cells, along which
impulses received
from other cells at synapses
connecting, are transmitting
to the larger bronchi,
travelling through
the trachea we
give breath and voice
to lungs that appear
like a galaxy,
perhaps we are just
crystalline allergens
we are antigens
and dust particles
debris to be
removed with
antibodies to keep
the larger life
genetically
alive.
perhaps the code
not in us, but we,
the code within
the larger, are the
internal messengers,
contracted
like a virus,
eternally mined
within the
contained Behemoth,
conscious of its time,
it is, sustainably recycling
(LadyLabyrinth / 2022)
I haven’t seen the dentist
Since pre-Covid days, although
I’m finally feeling ready and
I called to tell him so.
I questioned the receptionist
If he’d received his shot.
Her answer, most evasive,
Let me know that he had not.
I told her, “Have him call me,”
Which he did and when he called,
He said he needed no vaccine,
Which had me quite appalled.
Since he had beaten Covid,
He has antibodies now.
His hygienist does as well;
To that he’d take a vow.
I thanked him for his time but
After seeing him for years,
I’ve found somebody new
Who’s vaccinated, it appears.
We all must do as we must do
So we feel safe and sound
And on this issue what I know
Is I must stand my ground.
The time
Young youths
Sing songs
Pertaining Peace
For fortune
Just & Joy
To twerk
With waists
February fosters fairness
January junk just
It is intent
Dollar drives dust
Knight knitting knots
Luck lock loss
Queen quest *****
Boost behaviors best
Against all antibodies affirmation
Energise erring ell earnestly
Out of ongoing outburst
Until unity urges us
Go get gems growing
No net nail none
Vault vibe via vision
Till time tells trillion
Mercy must make moves mean
Above all antagoniser and atrocities
Chosen coming closer career cease
Since savior savage souls' safety
Let Lucifer lay low lubber
For failure fostered from firmness
Kicking kite keel klein kudos
Hosting huge hugs hastening hallelujah!
Don’t lance it everyone I know begins to sing.
Don’t! Don’t! Don’t! it’s not good idea!~
I lanced it myself last time, and they know it.
They chant the same things as my sister the nurse.
Nurse practitioners and doctors
Whose names and faces I do not remember
Are giving me the lecture
Don’t lance it! Don’t chance it!
Don’t lance it! It is on my right breast and I am tempted.
If the voice comes into my head tonight,
Persisting and insisting, will I go ahead and lance it?
I don’t think so. This time is different.
This time barely touching this cyst brings me a lot of pain.
The last time was different
Weird it is in the same spot though
I take the antibodies they prescribe
And tell them about lancing it myself last time.
The doctor has me repeat the story. I guess he did not believe me?
My sister the nurse says “Did you tell them if they don’t take it out, you will.”
We are on facetime.
I give her our Daddy’s grin.
She laughs and says “you looked just like dad when you smiled.”
I pick up the knife and show it to her, just to rile her up.
The Polio Virus was injected into a Rabbit,and it could not kill them or cripple them! The Rabbits continued to jump and have fun,and the Polio virus was defeated,and Polio lost the battle and could not cripple anyone!!!We got the polio vaccine from the rabbit who jumped and always had fun!God blessed those Rabbits to help save man and woman kind,and I got the vaccine just in time!The cure for the Corona Virus is in some "Creature" that God has created who takes the virus in and is not affected and still has fun no matter how much corona 19 he or she takes in! The "Antibodies to the Virus" must be produced in a "Creature"that God has made to save women and men!We need to find that "Creature",and it does exist! It may be a Mosquito? I have not seen many of them around this year,but the cure lies within some creature who can produce the antibodies to "The Corona Virus 19 that we have learned to fear! By Stephen Crenshaw "International Hall of Fame Poet and Scientist.
Her glare seemed to covey her
feelings. She is uninterested or
need a script to be remotlyly
kind to him as freind.
He wished her to be more kind as
his and her's research together
could revolutionize the medical world.
What within reason finds us together
he said. She asked was he coming on
to her in a gentle voice, he anwsered no
do you want me too? Awning she awnsered
if our working together
means being kind to one another
I will be kind. If success means us be
exclusive wwith one another
maybe we should start dating
I just want to know the conditions
of our togetherness.
Alligator and Ostriches are the most
popular animals and both our research
is centered around danger. We'll need
to learn to trust one another
were we to be partners.
He told her he had put years into
research and losing it all to some
sorta
dating scam wasn't what he was looking
for. Deal she replied right anwser.
We are dating, and are exclusive.
I don't want anything to compromise my work,
and possibly our future works together,
deal! she told him. I guess were dating: yeah sorta
I guess so!
from the Book " Aqua Man". Written by "Unnamed Auther"
Music Comany and Action Theater Collabarations Inc.
The antibodies from Orstrich were choosen because there
bloods were said to fight illness bacteria and viruses.
The evil works Of Lex Luthor. "When Superman Hears"
this to by the same "Unnamed Auther" a story about
a stone crusher who finds stones on a beach
and crushes them to powder not
knowing the blue stones were Kryptonyte!
Arturia Puchner
Heckal Puchner
Heckal Mendini
Artley Mendini
Quiet, dawn, Covid.
Biggest accomplishment yesterday: buying toilet paper.
Thanking the young cashier for doing her job.
Feeling a little sick, wearing my mask and gloves,
Spring oblivious to the virus, an idiot like Millay said.
At least we’re not beheading each other--yet.
Symptoms mild so far. Today rest,
no long walk, no knee bends.
I think I’ve watched every possible movie and tv show
and nothing’s left that doesn’t bore me.
I could learn the calculus, chemistry or physics
but will I and what for?
Most poetry is chopped up prose. That’s harsh
but true. But that’s because most days
are prose or yesterday’s news. Win or lose
sumthins gonna getcha. Drug cartel assassin, the blues.
If not now, when? Some other Wednesday. Why wait?
I wish I had some wisdom to translate.
It’s living and helping others to live
that counts, I guess. Cast a cold eye and guess,
walk the extra mile, report from the besieged city, be wise or a jerk.
I hope to get the antibodies the easy way,
mild symptoms, no brush with death, don’t intubate.
An existential bessemer process, strange quark,
chances are I won’t be able to organize this day into an expressible state.
A daily exchange with nature’s enough
to alleviate my fear.
When I thanked the cashier
her smile was like the sun coming out from behind clouds
or the end of the pandemic, as if I had not wasted my life.