Long Bludgeoning Poems

I am a virgin slammer,
Let me get that over with,
So if I stammer and speak like a bludgeoning hammer,
Let the record be clear: I’m just trying to go with this.
So I won’t walk the walk...

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I returned to God,
No fear in my heart,
But comfortable communication,
And trusting affection.


Heart bleeding for my losses,
I had missed His presence greatly.
He spoke easily and lovingly,
As I lay in the grass with a
Nearby grazing lion, running
My...

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when one stands up against injustice
when one spits in the face of those that oppress &
shows not one ounce of fear in their eyes
often, if fortunate, standing amidst others who have come to
the same conclusion,
at...

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The corridors that twist endlessly,
Passing through from here to there,
They confuse the mind,
And injure the soul.

Words that are said,
Can never be unsaid.
Actions that are used,
Can never be unused.

The thoughts that you utter,
Are harmful,
Hurtful.

They slice through...

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You made me feel trapped with every kiss you planted on my lips,
It felt like heaven, the sun held nothing to your burning passion, 
Electricity graced my tingling hands with every time we touched,
Somehow I...

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oh. dear. gawd.

another patently
meaningless
crush of stanzas, jam-packed with
adjectives and color words
straight from Roget's,
strung together in
strands of misuse and
improper context -
syntax-scraping adverbs and
prepositions dangled
at inhuman angles,
rushing in torrents to a
head-scratching conclusion that
leaves lips numb and dripping...

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They fight for freedom and struggle to be heard. 
When words and platitudes fail, they take up arms, 
and force their opinions and beliefs upon the world; 

loudly proclaiming their faith.  Firing bullets of...

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All you do 
All you say
All you write
In the jasmine garden
Is a frenzied drum
Bludgeoning me to dumb

Intensely numb
I feel
As I reel

Yes
As you come
Rising on tides
Passion overflowing
Deluge in the veins
In a hurricane
You dominate
You violate
You annihilate
My stability
My...

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When dulled down shock painfully became
a pickaxe ache behind shimmering eyes,
the bludgeoning screen hammered memory cells
repeatedly, over and over.
Tears exploded, soft rain dampened flame,
the grumbling dust cloud debris disguised
broken hearts bursting in agonised swells
searching for...

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There's a viscerally vial creature loosed,
Which is heinously hideous and vicious.
This barbarian monstrosity destroys people's vitality and flesh,
By raping and pillaging their lives,
Killing and ravaging entire families and villages,
Forever cursing all those it consumes.
I've taken...

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THE CLOCK

In the shadows of deepening twilight
remote in a familiar world;
each moment the tick of a clock,
each one added to all
that have gone before,
each, one less the total.

How many days have I
or should my time
be...

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Feel the smoothness, wonder at the skill.
These delicate carved ornaments of delight
Pure white to a faint tan, each piece unique
To touch, to feel, brings senses alight

Priceless the gift, expert the hand
That carves these magical pieces
Priceless...

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Sitting on the lip of my bathtub,  
hunched over the edge,  
dripping and draped in terry cloth  
I cry out, "Oh God".  
I pray.  
More sincerely than I have since...

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an orgasm
a gunshot
a gunshot while
having an
orgasm
holding a gun
while
getting off
getting off
while having
a moment of 
climax
after being shot
through the 
window
holding the wound
while your heart 
beats slower &
slower
from before being
faster & faster
the juices all over now
the gun smoking
the...

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It’s a broken world
we need imperfect solutions
and there are plenty of questions

is it even possible to correct systemic
problems with individual solutions?

I recycle, so everything’s ok, ya?

some would usher in a revolution
while others would stand pat,...

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It's a cold dark objective fear. 

His face loose folds of jowls,
a sagging half squinted eyelid
and a lopsided woeful expression,
that hides cunning manipulation and brutality.
It's a rancid stench of flies
and faecal matter and musty mothballs,
that...

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not much can be said that he didn’t say
concerning the passion that he shouted without a moment of
rest
at the forces in this world that he saw to be wrong,
as well as the idiots who claimed...

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when autumn’s last but long exhale
left mists of winter in its trail
her thoughts turned to the past to look
at greenway and the paths she took
where reading signs inside her skies
she'd dream up deaths and alibis
along...

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This is the hard sense of it
The mythic falls apart
No Bojangle character in the story
The postmodern drama
Unfolds a new tragedy
I can hardly believe this was so deliberate
Yet no one saw the plunge into realism
Would do...

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You think.
You breathe.
And you scream and you cry and you laugh.
Because, 
Because Emotions don't change like light switches.

Emotions don't flow in a stream, 
smoothing a connection from one to another.

Emotions are rain drops, 
beating down...

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have you ever had brunch?
brunches at home taste like
fireflies
air raids
spiteful victories
bludgeoning that one person i didn't like to death with my awards.

it tastes pretty good
until you realize
you have spent all your energy making it
perfecting it
but...

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It was cold.

Death's fingers
Resting on my forehead.
The nail
Scraping, scraping,
Skin scorching
Of pain.

"You want darkness
Or heaven?"

He cackled, losing grip
On the nail
Bludgeoning
For blood.

"Time's a wasting."

The wind stopped blowing a long while ago.
Death composed himself;
Pulled the nail out
'Til the...

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skirted, wind blown from afar  
I was not to be late for the affair  

bells struck midnight  
and there were two left in in the square  
twelve strokes to signal we...

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An arrow pierced my beating heart 
While deep in rapt repose;
Waking me from my memories 
Of Milvian Bridge I suppose.

It struck straight in my aorta 
Bludgeoning me to death;
Until I woke up sweetly praying
Underneath my...

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Bludgeoning gray towers randomly spread, ingesting the living in their walls and beds.
Skeletal dragons seen through Cervantes eyes yet no whirling windmills in Manchester's skies.
A flag flutters freely where the wind takes it mind, red...

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