Long Blameworthy Poems

Used As an Experiment

THE SILENCE IS BREAKING MEEEE….CAN’T YOU SEE?


V.1: Strong AS STEEL, wrapped up with silver, heartfelt ribbons
Give it to me – the rope of hope
You smoked me out like a cigarette…
Used like I’m...

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At peace perhaps too much
a fine Spring rain
we seek news from the desert or capitol
of those who have dedicated their lives to losing their lives for us
adventurers, ancient honor, land runners
this campaign a must to...

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From dusk to dawn 
Sunrise to sundown
This I will never forget 
Your kisses that always left me in a comfort 
And a bliss that no grief could ever secrete
A mile-wide-smile and sweet
That never deserted your...

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Suffocation experienced analogous
to absent echocardiogram
or electroencephalogram blip
(Derek Chauvin - he of
George Floyd infamy) iron maiden grip
linkedin with psyche subjected
to laceration courtesy cruel horse whip
mine inexcusable 
(albeit clueless faux pas)
family members living social in Bend, Oregon
and Oakland,...

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Into what wisp of cloud or clod did my poem flee?
Into what minuscular pinch of diaphanous, free-floating empyreal, stratospheric air did my figurative furled parchment disappear?
Where are those poignant yet comic, yet weird and allusive...

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He used words like blameworthy, obligation, and ipso facto
It was nice meeting kin, at once distant and adjoined
at the hip, though
I wonder if his blood runs cold or hot
Do you like what you are?
Or lament...

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dubious churning benevolent altruism

this anonymous beastie boy boilerplate endeavors: 

(instagramming literary maven) questing user yawps 

critically griping knowing personal tidbits xeroxed blithely, 

freely jeopardized nuggets (revealed vital), zealously doled 

heftily linkedin private treasure trove, (Xfiles...

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Change is what we need to do, a perfect crime
Working 24/7 on lazy, crazy, busy, fussy days…gone astray, going cray-cray…
Focused and song-tracked at the same time
I flawed flawless on fleek, being a geek…seeking praise in...

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I'm buried.
Buried under the layers of myself
of who I am... who I want to be and who I'm meant to be.
Smothered under the gravity of expectations...
of the world, my family, myself, even God.
I feel the...

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Disobedience is such an awful thing
it says no to what is indeed right
but the first act of such disobedience
brought about full darkness of the night

The world died at that moment
when Eve the first woman took...

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HYPERGRAPHIA 4

Ragged winds drag
shadows. Dreams harp
in their ruins. This
is the landscape of
a brutal mind. Slung
between cradle and
deathbed. Beyond the
reach of compass. As
gypsies light hearts fly
home and astray. In
empty jars lie surplus
remnants of rust and
decay. Watching...

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Forgiveness ...



usually has no beginning
and an end that is equally so,

where self admonishment
resonate from errs
hollow search for resolve,

when blameworthy
takes center stage
and the fault claims clueless 
to absent wisdom,

tethering furtherance
of the unresolved,

as more clouds
obscure the wholeness
of...

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