Long Arrhythmia Poems

I relished being hungry for Thanksgiving pop slop gloppy grub

whereby the missus didst potchke
created whirling dervish hubbub
after enjoying repast, 
(fit for a tarnished king),
yours truly able, eager, and ready
to soak my ego freezing carcass in...

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I relished being hungry for leftover Thanksgiving pop slop gloppy grub

(a poetic partial fiction 
blended, diced, fricaseed, 
marinated, mixed, pureed, sautéed, 
stewed... with fact)

Hmm... on second thought
lemme join anorexic club
until rib cage protrudes taut and...

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It's been ten years since I've been diagnosed with this DISORDER, with that said, it's NOT a DISEASE. As an active kid, I had damaged a minute portion of my TRACHEA which is the wind-pipe,...

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Are you ready? I mean, are you REALLY ready for some football?

Are you ready for some yelling, some fun, some cussing, some drinking, partying and tailgating?

Are you ready for some fussing, some trash talking, some...

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In the center of my chest sounds;
A pestle and mortar that pound,
With the rhythm of tudu-tudu-tudu;
In a manner that flows,
one and two and three;- breathe;
The ratio of three to one,
Three beats of my heart followed...

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Why am I missing you in Wyomissing

In Wyomissing where WiFi waves warp Whitman's words
I'm wiki-wishing scrolling through digitized déjà vu
Mississippi .mp3s Mississauga .gifs Missy Elliott remixes
Mishmash of missed   misplaced hyperlinks missing persons

Y-chromosomes yearning...

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Regardless of the ever slow and piercing passage of more than two centuries, her sapphire eyes still remain encrusted in my memory, like precious gems on an ancient fallen crown.

Only fractures and scars remain of...

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Poetic neophytes are not necessarily young.  I am 65 and have only been writing in abundance since age 62. A door opened and feelings came attached to words that made a painful past real...

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There was a time.

There was a time
When your fabled dreams
Seemed honest

A time when
Your open arms
Coated in dented silver and tainted dreams
Understood my Size 12 shoes

When the world seemed to be against you
Yet, still,
Your blunt eloquence...

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Hmm... on second thought
lemme join anorexic club
until rib cage protrudes taut and visible
doubling as drum to drub
synchronized within heart of darkness,
especially when electrocardiogram exhibits
absolute zero vital sign,
cardiac arrest translates
as cessation to lub dub,
hence yours truly

declared...

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I thought I saw you yesterday.
My heart assumed an unfamiliar arrhythmia mode.
True it was a humid and hectic day
and I was wearied out.

So as I sauntered 
down the busy main street,
when everyone and his friend
had...

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You used to look at me.

You glanced upon my ripened, caramel skin
With palpitated affirmations
Of your smile

Love
Friendship

Inebriated

Your titanium pupils
Illuminating across Merlot filled chalices

Another umbrella drop
Another hungry thrust
Unto solemn choruses

Another choir of sonatas
Filling our bells
Turning the tides
Against...

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The sun in its melancholy phase
dazed swirls, sun dial spinning
Pale moon but a mere shadow
empty ball, psychedelic haze

Into the bleary copse I tread
for a twilight detox of sorts
nerves on end, psyche suspends
light with shadows, a...

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A.E.S has done it again!

I mean, I've been sitting and thinking

Thoughts so vain, waiting. Waiting

For the bulbs to flicker then "ding"

With bright white light once again.

 

A few minutes before the TV roared

In the Bernabeu...

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Antelope graze the savanna,
Without a care in the world,
For literal lack of imagination. 
Languishing in a morning moment,
The herd simply enjoys its munching.

Something else wafts on air,
Some chemosignal delectably taboo.
Sweat beads trickle down his temples.
Savanna...

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.
The doctor's words were very clear
Life here is short and death is near
The diagnosis was but one hurdle
    To the hope of life eternal

Shock, dismay, captivate and imprison
Then hope comes in a...

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Why brother, but why?
Why do you cause me 
So much heartache, rigor and pain?
Why the Xenophobia and hate?
Why brother?

When I approach you,
With contrition, you retreat like a stranded snail
When I smile at you
You sneer at...

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You know her
You feel she mingles in your reason in rhythm
Not with your possible pain of angina in arrhythmia 
She is a calm serenity prayer
that knows your tear and that needs to run down on...

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Sobriety but with nothing left
Fantasizing about my death
Ask whats inside my mind
I wish to surrender and unwind
Melt some dope on the foil
Watch it roll spin and boil
Take a deep breath of my lost love
Smoke let...

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