Long Chittering Poems

Third level CCTV audio recordings
of the last occupants illegally departing the 
quasi-safe, Area 4, Sector 9 quarantine zone
— Seventh vol. of the Ghetto Chronicles 


We hate to see you all go,
good company is hard to...

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Rancid lemon rope squeeze
around a rotten tomato neck tie,
crooked odor bow hanging out of place 
Acid reflux raisin tax bleed;
dripping spoiled, milquetoast lies
out a sour-twisted, prune puckered face

Tart tongue 
sulfur speak disorderly,
dirty saliva fingers in...

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Deep in the woods, nearly three miles back,
far from New York with its tall glass and steel,
on a low ridge that has no proper name,
I stumble on something that feels surreal.

An old-growth forest grove, somehow...

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Mind differs from the body.
creed of what we embody.
Start with phonetic rhymes
We learn to grasp algorithms.

How do they stay most-given?
A team, that is one-driven.
Does one's desire astonish?
Tell your brain to admonish.

A sneer on the mental...

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I took this as a summer job,
college expenses require pay,
they sent me up Whithorn Mountain,
put me in a cabin to stay.

Every morn I climb the tower
to make sure the forests don’t burn,
underestimated the boredom,
for some...

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I wandered lonely as a cloud* 
to places far and wide
I often thought it would be fun 
to rain down on a bride
Or maybe on a summer Fete
as rain is something people hate
When dressed up...

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I was twenty when I was hired by the state
to watch out for fires that could devastate,
since the cost of flights was becoming too great,
up to the tower I go.

Now North Pennsylvania is a wild...

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Through eldritch streets I walked alone
With shadows on my track,
Full jellied was  my every bone,
I thought my mind would crack.

Through mist and morbid mire I went
To revel where gargoyles dwell,
A guest whose soul was...

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Trinkets sparkling in the crisp night air.
Begging watchers' eyes feast on heavenly fare.

All is quiet, save soft symphonies of leg and wing.
Nocturnal notes, chittering.

Moisture from the stormy evening,
blankets all in tears, gleaming.
Diamonds dropping, splashing, 
Percussions...

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You are unlocking my doors,
Peeling the skin from my chest
	digging deep to discover
	my pulsing heart.
And it’s beating with a fervor. 

Lust in my eyes, glittering in the lowlight.
A mirror of past mistakes.
oh, it’s an ache...

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High ho! High ho! What a wonderful beautiful day
The birds are tweeting, squirrels are chittering. 
The sky is glistening with faeries and poppers
Streams of happy sunlight beams disarm faeries 
Compelling monarchs to light on my...

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The weather is cool with expected snow;
all the weather stations are telling me,
and as I lay in bed-   I hear snow blow;
but, when I wake the flakes are feathery,
so this winter child...

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Giorgio rode his red Ducati to climb a mountain
without a helmet to protect the fragile brain
from damage, then all sirens started wailing
as if an earthquake or a hurricane were coming!

" They won't catch me because...

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How beautiful the sounds, sights of nature

In the distance alarm call of a cuckoo,

beautiful sound of summer Tanager

Blackbirds hopping around getting in a stew,

Acrobatics of swallows, swifts, Martins,

Crows of the carrion, rooks, jackdaws, Raven

Cooing of...

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Boots crushing frosted grass-blades,
sun still an ember to the east,
clad head-to-toe in blaze orange
as I climb into the tree stand.

Strap myself in, high on this perch,
gaze over misty fields, half-cut,
nothing out yet but birds, squirrels,
background...

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on crenshaw 
carousing in cavernous cafes 
slicing into earthen skin
the meat dancers bring it to a boil
they murder the rug
they scrounge for earth worms
the fish head girls bob like sea birds
telephoning purple mermaids for a...

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My name is Black.
My mouth is diseased.
I walk on walls behind your back.
I've come for your soul.
You had it out on lease.
(You forgot.)

Stop tending to the chickens,
Or don't stop tending to the chickens.
Either way there...

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Plunk plick plat splat
The drip of faucet compels me to 
Throw down a few notes
Words I had not thought of six seconds before

Cardinals and sparrows 
Twittering and chittering
I listen hard, capturing nothing 
Yet inspired by...

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The chittering birds draw his attention.
He sits at the doorway watching them eat
The only thing separating them is a screen
or I am sure those birds would be dead at his feet.

He watches the sky, he...

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Oh in the desert
my horse walks on,
across the big empty,
through the miles long,

this great big desert,
red rock and stone,
a wide, endless nothing,
such a long way from home.

When the water runs low,
when the sun sits high,
I...

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Quote: Both the enchantress and the siren charmer 
are part of the same one.   

Fired red wings on the breath of a dawning 
he lifts and soars towards life, a breath away
from sunrise,...

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The cardinal twitters and preens and flutters.
The blue jay swoops in, under yesteday's shutters.
Oriole brings melody in form of pretty trills.
Butterfly honors robins with beauty that fills.

They swoop in the meadow and woods full of...

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A low sun that’s still fighting through the trees,
light wisps of vapor above dew-slicked grass,
hangs for a moment, the light cuts through fast,
so quick I wonder, did I even see?
Yes, there is still haze amongst...

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Grumble-rumble raises hairs on my arms.
Air so crisp it crackles lightening forms.
Whoop the wind scrambles and mell pells,
the stationary earth shivers before it fells.

Scrubbed clean like a naughty, naughty, child,
the twigs and brush scatter, the...

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Birds At The Feeder

small chittering, cheepings
winter wings brushed in Arctic air
chickadees squabble
to choose a seed
from the newly filled feeder
pecking and peeking
and picking just the right morsel
to nourish their individual need

some come, as the blue jays..
squawking...

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