Long Body bags Poems

WHAT BEGAN WITH PETER GARGANO TREASURY OF THE KNIGHTS IF COLUMBUS SAN CARLOS BEACH IGNITING A CAR BOMB IN MY FACE HE THEN HIRED JAMAICAN JAY TOWNSEND JOHNSON HENRY AKA JAMAICAN JOY Y JONES MY...

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ANTHONY AND YOLANDA WE HAVE NORMAL DAYS GOOD DAYS AND TRYING ONES EACH REWARDING IN ITS ON WAY O DRIFT BACK ME WEARING WIRES PREGNANT FOR THE FBI BUYING WEAPONS AND DRUGS FROM JUNK SICK...

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See them scattered everywhere in buses, trucks and horse buggies, thousands of them lined the street with only the clothes on their backs and a bottle of water to wet their dry throats when the...

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When nights are dark you’ll never see
the depths of our humanity,
but in the light of desert days
the shades of death will quite amaze.

So if you’ve time to take the trouble
sift just once through wreck and...

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(This is all just my opinion,
what I glean from the internet,
Mainstream News, and my imagination – 
do your own research.  If there is any
truth in my observations, this write will
definitely not make me a...

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Morning came alive with rockets and missile pounding over my head and screams and shouts crying out like bleating sheep and empty vessels coming from the cemetery and everyone was in a hurry to bury...

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He was my sun, my one and only son,
attired as a cowboy for the day. 
And so I handed him a little gun
of fastened random sticks, for him to shoot and play.

Attired as a cowboy...

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I  clock in the time that I arrived  but all my explanation was in vain, you did not listen to a word that I say and you kept giving me the blame, if...

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And when it ends suddenly, unexpectedly,
You start to count.
First on the days, then the hours - then
Just counting until 100
Then
Beginning            again.

The dead find their...

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The bridge is long, the lake is wide,
the trees are bare, they’ve lost their pride.

and so it goes, as Winter shows its face,
the bears asleep, deep in some hidden place.

snowmen stand tall, in neighbor’s yards,
inside,...

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Lonely as the contact
Silently the phone rings
Umber is my stomach
As I sit all wound in stings

Far away was the country
That sent me on this call
I know you know I am here
And wanting away from it...

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The first big party of the year
Right after the pre-season game
A bunch of juniors and seniors take off
Driving around down the highway.
Pulling up to the designated house
Where the parents aren't at home
They don't know about...

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Tonight the understaffed was overloaded with impatient calls n' flashing buttons buzzing the central core
I marathoned from room to room in frantic answer 
My vision rang from Rocky Horror, the Ringling Brothers to your flesh...

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First person shooter,
on a hate tour of duty,
swinging a bullet sling blade
Buying a death row ticket,
worth fifteen minutes of fame
First person murder shooter;
womb-to-the-cradle-to-the-grave robber,
using your Automatic Revolver
to solve your anti-social mental problems
Sharpen that sling blade
on...

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A sliver of bright light
seeps into the darkness
Echo of voices reverberate inside my head
I'm in limbo,
I can't move
Am I alive, am I dead?
I don't feel any pain,
I don't feel much of anything
But there's a sense...

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When I was in high school,
late 60's,
we were concerned
about the ballistic lose/lose climate of hate
in Vietnam
and spreading across the U.S.

The only smiling winners
were purveyors of ballistics
and their transport vehicles.

Mistrust of an unfederating nation,
bought and sold...

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a mystery in the forums
and you have no clue
what has he done?
has he done to you?

just play along and realise its me
I'll pull it out of my pocket
wink at you right now
lead you...

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Threat

THE THREAT HAD COME DOZEN OF TIMES
NOW THEY STOOD BEHIND A DO NOT CROSS LINE
IN THE YEARS
THAT NEVER EXPECTED ANOTHER COLUMBINE
SO MANY SIGNALS,SO MANY SIGNS
PSYCHOLOGISTS PISSED AT NOT SEEING THE SIGNS ON TIME
WISHING IT HAD...

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Cotton Bootie Enlistment
             by Odin Roark

How innocent the booties of birth
If only their cast remembrance
Might remain but nostalgia
 
Instead

Their bronze symbolism
Merely encases a...

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I Remember -by Trevor McLeod

The soldiers gathered at the wreath I remember.
The coffin covered just beneath I remember.

The poppies at the corner store I remember.
The amputees the coins were for I remember.

The fighters flying through...

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Lay me to rest in marbled halls with angels at my head,
not lying here in the mud of Ypres with khaki turning red.
Let me die a noble death, one that's worth fighting for,
not to avenge...

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The soldiers gathered at the wreath I remember.
The coffin covered just beneath I remember.

The poppies at the corner store I remember.
The amputees the coins were for I remember.

The fighters flying through the sky I remember.
The...

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Abandon Hope All Ye
 Who Enter Here



Ever the edifice
The bold and self-serving statue
Proud ego stamped
In the courtyards and squares
Of those who have diminished ( ordinary )

Ever the hero who by guile
Steals the heroes burial
With self...

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Stuck on a hybrid labyrinth race track in undue course

Crash helmet cracked under the raw tempo of stagnation

Chequered flags waving but a motor running against the clock

In reverse and the traffic prohibits pit stops for...

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Bells from church to cathedral rang out the chorus of screams 
in every street echoed the cheering death of millions
as confetti rainbows came falling ticker-tape parade 
from a sky of joy ashed smoke rained down...

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