Long Centripetal Poems

Existentialism emancipation proclamation manumission...

Flourishes amidst freedom 
once invisible (alice in) chains shucked
when soul no longer kept linkedin 
to jane's addiction 
with corporeal duty, entity, fealty... 
while formerly shed body electric 
gendered as former googly eyed...

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Mein kampf analogous to one long run on unparsed sentence fragment

Heavily punctuated - hyphen
to embellish poetically
with bracing circumspection,
I markedly exclaim (parenthetically)
cumulative elapsed LXIII obits
around the nearest star
dashed by at lightspeed,
and quoting James Thurber
storied fiction titled
My...

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When they pleasure powered down to rest,
their twin-engine heart was beating still 
at the arterial warp speed of galactic love
With the endorphin catalyst fuel shutdown,
the rocket passion blast
was nearing impulse horizontal inertia
The space mariner woman...

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I don't know if there's a way to describe spinning whilst still
Reverse vertigo, maybe I'm still whilst spinning
But what if pieces of me flew away
Centrifugal forces dictate that happens

I don't know what I'm left with...

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Impossible mission to pinpoint present
such fleeting moment instantaneously spent
according to yours truly i.e. this gent
mind boggled, intrigued, stymied...
courtesy unseen minute
(mine hoot, minoot, my newt...) agent

provocateur stealing every precious second,
whether or not satisfactorily spent
time thief absconds...

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HOLUS BOLUS (PLANE TO SEE)

As I sit above the circle of the Earth
I look down at all within
From My bird’s-eye perch
In anthropomorphism
I created all holus bolus
I inspired the psalmist, and
Isaiah, Solomon and Job
I created the...

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(Dedicated to my Beautiful Little Queen Fiancée Sultana Yeasmin)


Who knows the moon is brightest only with beloved
Who knows the sun is ever peaceful light only with beloved
Who knows the leaves of grasses are the mat...

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the blood has turned to red sand
I look at the shape of my hands
and wonder about the day 
when they, too, will revert back
to the red sands I marched upon
as a youth

on the table the...

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THIS IS A THRENODY, 
SO PLEASE SING ALONG, 
IT'S LIKE A VERY SAD SONG, 
ABOUT FOLKS WHO'S DEAD WRONG. 

HIS MOTHER CRIED OUT IN THE NIGHT, 
HIS FATHER SCREAMED IN RAGE, 
INSTEAD OF MAKING THINGS...

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“But none of these things move me; nor do I count my life dear 

Unto myself, so that I may finish my race with joy....” ~

Panning for gold to gather jewels from the rivers bed...

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ON OPPOSITION

        You are entering in as I am to leave.
        Believe me, that’s not my intention.
    ...

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There is night, there is the neon light
No glittering there is in my life

There are falling rains 
There are fluctuating veins
No life there is without solitude lane

Your presence is like a rising sun
Your presence is...

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I keep ringing your phone
Only to get back the last memory again
A voice frilled with youth
Laughing at the old man's obstinacy
One day you shall wish to find
In the centripetal torment of the world
I still pray...

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Dancing
There is dancing
On the ground floor of earth
Eternally grateful by the beauty

I am sophisticated heart investor
Flora to flora
Fauna to fauna
I am seeking the lessons of body
No nudity is there
Centripetal gravity force of mind controls heartily...

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imagine the sun
without light and spreading ashes

imagine the moon
with the light of the fire
and escalating furnace warming 

imagine the ocean
without water and shedding the snowflakes

imagine the world
without anything and anyone

imagine the sky
without color and showing...

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Somethings You never know
Sometimes you have nothing to show
Tears in those eyes
Comfort city on the brink of misery
Killing fields the dreams of you and me
Desert sunshine warning you how things are going to be
Give in...

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In the year 00000 countless monkeys
met in an imaginary tundra palace
to discuss security of their forest life
Chimpanzee was the chair monkey
and secretary was tropical  baboon
there was no book nor pen for records
members were to...

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I used to think everyone was like me,
     A mind in a myriad pieces.
     Some close together
     Others so far apart.

  ...

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The crimson moon bawls on his flight
Doleful to be condemned to night

His samba partner teems with life
Yet he hangs listless filled with strife

Whilst craters pock his dusty face
Her smooth profile glows soft with grace

Waves splash...

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She is like the stars...placed in my eyes, shining bright... 
A blanket of seduction wrapped around my beingn huging me tight... 
She is like the rain, quenching my thirst with every kiss... 
Calling for her...

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 The prompt for our group was  "I saw it the mirror, I saw it in my face" 

If eyes are windows to the soul I saw mine in the mirror
Mirrors don’t lie they...

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Days arrive days go
January snow
Words shine
In dopamine and oxytocin
In black and white
In figures of delight
Also in colors
In milk and in liquors
The sensor in the prefrontal cortex
Is in a centripetal vortex
Sensitive to the letters
Holds the birds
The...

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Hand on thy hand, no walking distance
Under the yellow sun wandering glance
Silence of pebbles with the striding sea
Snail pace towards the soaked shore tree

The thirst grips the tongue of our mute love
Shadow of the coconut...

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They must have thought that I was brought here to do the numbers....
Ninty-nine's einsteinium square dance razzle dazzle then you shuffle a masque ?
Halloween arrived although ushering in an unknown, mutation towards 
These centripetal forces...

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