Long Carcase Poems

Written words
Lines and verses
Poetry
Fragments of an author's soul
Frozen ink on paper
Entombed emotions
Imprisoned ideas
Trapped thoughts
Sentient silhouettes
Paper phantoms
Paper ghosts

School during a civil war
In six easy steps
A place of learning and reason
A propaganda soup cauldron
A refuge of normality...

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Part One

                 Still the din dashes about in his dreams
now louder in the spacedout quiet:
an occasional auto-rickshaw backfiring revving
spluttering...

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Pardon my condor sensitivity,
	but can I be 
dead serious candid with you
Everybody look down on me,
and talk mean about me
But, in the future, they’re gonna need me 
even nuclear more
I’m nature’s finest,
best garbage collector
My critter...

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Life is a dark cloud,
hovering over humans witch starve cows,
these guard dogs bark loud,
like a scar'd child,
it's hard to smile,
when the worlds on the market,
and were living on her carcase,
theres nuclear weapons marking there targets,
farm...

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The town-crier said it thirty-many years ago
About the pool of blood that swept my fathers time
Not excluding the famous town-crier of that era
People freely bought their ticket to heaven and hell
The goats refused to listen...

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Crimson baron,
the scarlet fumes from your tale pipe
paints the sky 
with steel blue dye

Duke of the corporeal death plane,
your splatter reign
brings a barrel of spitfire pain

As you hide in the cadaver clouds,
waiting to vulture dive...

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This carcase
This corpse
This empty shell

Shorn of its spirit
Its ready smile
Those twinkling eyes
Soft voice
And steely mind.

Tears stung his eyes
Misting the grim scene
Where was the young lad
Entrusted to his care
Destined now
For the ferryman

A ready listener
Careful observer
Easy learner
What...

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Cold Morpheus snowflakes descended all night
You blinked them away with amphetamine tears,
A veil so defiantly, sugary white
When the whole sleeping world disappears;
For who will remember your un-ravaged face
When you stood like a child at the...

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I

In that small moment dream takes
to fly from memory and become
the nagging image of forgetfulness
the muted clank of psyche's hold
I can turn too well in bed
and learn the pains of comfort.

II

Whenever these rivers of the...

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Used carcase dealer
got a crash dummy discount
for the 
covetous consumer

Pyramid chain customers
all have the
Pharaoh chariot lust

Crypto-coin tarnished souls
want a cartel vehicle
to transport
their false profit cargo

“You need a boss eighteen wheeler,”
says the 
dark sunglass,  ...

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The disintegrate of all my dreams grew fangs 
  And bit as hard as frost on stained glass panes, 
Lynched upon a willow tree where hangs 
  The carcase of conjecture in decomposed...

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Oh! Memories so nostalgia
No! I've not announced your death 
It's your deeds
Not your elegy 
It's your eulogy
I can't wait to stand by your casket 
To say this to your carcase
When I can stand 
And speak...

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Life as it is,
makes me imagine this,
like when Adam grabbed his rib,
and had a kid, (creation)
I'm passionate with statements,
like caption capturing the ancients, 
You have to attach the strings of patients,
to change this,
person you are,
whose...

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(With apologies to Edgar Allen Poe )  

Finding myself so berated, 
I muttered something syncopated, 
as seething and with burning eyes stormed I forth as on a secret chore. Returning answered well his gall...

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Cheapskate perfume soils sweat-strapped ambience,
Crippled, choked extractor fan despair,
Palms dripping moisture cling to greased pale hips,
Swaying on the shag-pile threading bare.
Urgent urge to strip her body down, take her there,
Mercy straining leash-growling agony;
The desecrate of...

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Pox pigeon carrier of pestilent tidings,
those carcase messages
kiln blow in the air
like urn ashes

What dour condor news
does thou fading twilight beak bring?
Witching hour hex blues
only the grave vex tomb vulture sing

Let the dirt breathers 
allow...

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Get the bridle

aint suicidal, babe get the bridle,
 i have to go a riding on me little horse today,
aint no infidiadel aint no Bobby Ridedell,
but me dials a little idle, needs a shave this half...

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carol: they took my kiemona and my angelo(parents)with brutal-force and left me 
for the janitors of the deserts to feast on my child wounded carcase. i live within 
the hidden confines of a twisted and...

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