Long Charbroiled Poems

Here's the deal, folks...
   This is, as indicated, the 2nd HALF of this fairly lengthy poem. Due to Poetry Soup's file-size limitations, this piece had to be posted in 2 parts. 
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"What sort of world
be home to those
who goes about
judging all souls
of what they do
be right or wrong
and how'd they know
of this-and-that
be bad or good
be alsoooo, true
lest they were told
from the same lot
who walked the walk
and...

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To Eat A Peach

Spring is here.
The delicate tree blossoms replace
     the delicate white lights of Winter.
From the petals fruit will grow.

Pears, plums, apricots, cherries,
       nectarines...
Peaches.

I...

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Like any family, mine’s the same, they leave Mama with the dirty Chores.
You’d think with Trolls, and Dragons, and such… There’d be magic galore!
But I concede defeat at Pooper Scooping Time, my sons taught everyone...

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Transmogrification into hideous golem like beast...

Seeks to lavish adoration,
especially after freshly deceased
cuz, upon yar flesh I will voraciously
devour thee asthma Christmas feast
mee haint not a cannibal,

cuz this humane anthropophagist
expresses love daintily, hungrily,
and with lips smacking...

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"The Begin Again Beings"

A family of swords
the world under their feet
to all that is fallen in the 
darkened passages beneath,
slipped on crushed pearls of tears
rivulets running down 
a body of work pierced,
the milky powder swallowed
from...

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I can't explain it, but mom found the way:
How to burn water, day after day.
A roast in the oven, all wrapped and well-foiled;
Out it emerges well-done and charbroiled.
Our oven had many setting, so easy to...

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The way this day carries on, one might think
it invalid, paralyzed from neck down,
wheelchair bound, unable to roll around
or speak more than “yes” or “no” via blink.
Or, maybe it wishes for not to sink,
but to...

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