Long Bootleg Poems

It was 3AM.
I had too many cups of rum and I wanted to hear your voice
before I fell into a drunken stupor. 
You didn't answer my two FaceTime calls or texts so
it got my mind...

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                           I
On the hill betwixt Carlisle and Deep Creek
...

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Inside A ‘72 Econoline

This old green van has a musty smell to it,
Like a pair of sweaty rancid socks
Mixed with half-empty beer cans.
It’s a banged up thing, this ’72 Econoline.
Scratches and mysterious dents 
Cover its...

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Like a present long waited for that is sealed
I’m in and out of love and don’t know how to feel
Although my love life has come to a yield
Now is the time to harvest the fresh...

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Jack was sitting poker faced 
With bullets backed by bitches.
Neal hunched at the wheel 
Puttin everyone in stitches.
He was braggin 'bout 
This nurse he'd screwed, 
While drivin through Nebraska. 
Said that when she came,
She honked...

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"Stepping Stones "

From the mind of a veteran
many demons flow... Not mine specifically. I only flirt with  dark places. Like poltergeist and Carol Anne, I don't watch television after 2 a.m. I still remember...

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wow i've never seen such a small city with so many curves and hills
till i moved back down south to the town of coffeeville
alot of you might not have heard of it for it's not...

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I rolled like Caesar down the boulevard the day I came to town.
My triumph was impromptu and abrupt.
I parked my Chevy by the curbside on a gentle downhill slope
In hope there’d be no need for...

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Again these men comes to mind,
Paid to say yes and nay,
Lame duck,

Canker, queer rapscallion minds
Incorrigible,
Political impostors detached from the humdrum of street cries
Maggots in honor
Damp squib temples of legislators
Dishonorable honorable,
Rotund circles of rascals
Fellows fit for...

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I may be all wet, but I sure ain't no bluenose!
And, while it's none of my beeswax,
Let's have a bull session-lesson !
Take a gander around, and tell the guy with the cheaters
I'll give him an...

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Some bootleg beer that only came in kegs
during the twenties made me think of you.
Like an old IPA, filled with hops, that I 
just had to drink because it was all there
was.

Some intellectual fever. 
It...

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Word Painting In Black and White

Cubed ice dismantling the plank bridge with pliers 
made of syrup spilled with a dash of grief and brawn 
the reptilian doughboy mixes up another cosmic batch 
of truth cookies...

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That's not MY elephant!
A spiteful conceited elephant that ran away from the circus
MY elephant provides copies of the Bill Of Rights to all 2nd graders in Macon County
Considers fund-raising possibilities of selling elephant ears at...

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A new friend is a gift one can keep or reject,
how you feel doesn’t matter, a gift is a gift!
If a friend can’t get earned, can one be just desserts?
If you want to be friends...

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Life leaves scratches
        her fear of limitations
        in an unwieldy gait
        uncertain in her...

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~ Check ~

I confess my discontent 
I was stifled
In restraints by suggestions and pretty things
The ones bought in the streets for a stroke of ego
The ones bought by the vulnerable and naive

I bought the bootleg...

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i look at the walls around me
bootleg-moonshine shadows dancing
a waltz atop nighttide's stage
yet i am empty of my own emotion
alone, covered in reflections of us.

i still smell your scent
linger in every deep breath
within this humid...

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There’s nothing inside
But a deep, deep hole

It’s all black and white
Color’s just a fairy tale

Does anything really matter?
Does anyone really care?
Purpose is just a word
In a language I can’t speak


Satiate yourself
With fables and lies
Put your...

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I look about this merry gloom
Thoughtless, fat and slim.
Remembering but half a tune
I'd lost my will to win.

'Give up thy Eric Idle, son.'
I heard a whisper mutter.
And sitting up inside my head
Knew this was not...

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In a strange sort of way.
I've always wished that we've gotten together. 
Be it a dream; that we would speak in hellos than good byes.
True love by means of evolvement.
Maybe I shouldn't think of you...

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THE MOTHER OF ALL ABAYA POEMS
        (103rd Air Command Pilot Lady)
Well Colonel you may think you're Rudolph Valintino
and the sheik of the hundred and third air clown.
but this...

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SWEET HOME

PEOPLE WALKIN’ AND TALKIN’, MAKIN’ A WHOLE 
LOTA’ NOISE!
NOBODY ‘SOUL STIRS’ NO MORE!

IT’S THE CITY LIGHTS WITH THEIR ATTITUDE 
LIKE IT AIN’T NICE WHERE IT’S DARK AND 
QUIET OUTSIDE.

IT’S PEOPLE PASSIN’ BY YA BARLEY...

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~ A Monorhymed Fantasy ~

A virgin maid of twenty-nine
  angelic face, most benign
Sought the life of the front lines
  her upbringing undermined...

Two devilish, slack-jawed canines
  leaped at the cowering feline
Antagonistic, their bloodlines
...

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Prom Queen

i remember simple moments
long ago when life
consisted of cruising down Dump Raod,
a car load of friends
and a case of bootleg beer.
getting high
and parking through the night
behind the mounds of garbage
that never reached the height...
of...

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