Long Aortic Poems

     


   


   Aided by the wind, 
entities take flight like prismatic colors- 
talismanning chanced direction 
"of watering misfit eye", 
looking for a new place 
to touchdown...

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from above a hum, a gentle pop and they appear out of thin air 
large as Right whales out of the sky they pour in like colorful dreams

gliding down on papered metal wings, the airborne...

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iconoclastic, aortic valves..

 toppling through stone nerves
 seperate the steel brow, the cement 
tongue 
 and holy mother from her child.

 yet still the public squares give birth, 
 doing a little more with the...

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They wait in the night-lit brightness.
I watch them from an over-magnified telescope;
youngsters and older
some dripping a scent of latent maturity,
a furtive effort to blend and not offend
the judges
who have sly thoughts
in their searchlights eyes.

The bling,...

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I'm boring through your ventricles
I'm being terribly invasive
My quiet warm breath 
Keeping measure and pace
         To such meticulous work
Fills your four chambers
     ...

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Across an azure sky
 i trailed lonely as clouds
Lost and broken
you unlocked my handcuffs
you are the love,you are the lover

In the ambiguity of reverberence and sonority
 my soul was asleep
 i awakened at the rhythms...

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You inject yourself into my bloodstream
And give me a sense of high
But when you leave,
Your cravings become apparent

You force me to care and love
But I know you’ll only be around
For a minute length of time
And...

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Iron bars do not such a penitentiary make 
  as the flesh and muscle construct that enfolds 
the thoughts and idylls of your mystic travel 
  through the byways and the arteries of...

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Little gods inside my heart 
     where pumping blood is an art. 

 With a mind of their own 
     doth these gods call me home. 

...

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S tars perfectly align [cohabitation]        
e ndless-spaces posing, [a-vast] cosmic, ecliptic, dance of 
  [c ast], at it's (station parting as chaotic entropy).

P ulling g a laxies...

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I understand it feels broken
but only an aortic aneurysm,
or some other medical complication
can callout its appointed hour.

It is not defunct nor done for,
unless it has been ripped out of you
with a stone knife
by some blood-crazed...

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A shiver of Appalachia
superfine sugar of maple
windblown through the spine
tingling in a burst of aortic air
Inhaled as though fresh but by
the mountains rendered spent
the slightest reminder of
organic perpetuation fiercely painful
and entirely disembodied, each moment
blanketed by...

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