Long Circuited Poems

Anger
is such a useful learning silence tool,
when not too short-term
ballistically reactive,
weaponized.

I have seldom noticed
when my own hot-burning issues
cold turn into
a Self and Other harsh
punishing vengeance weapon.

When left unnoticed,
unmedicated,
unmeditated
by forgiving lack of ego-supremacist
humility

By explicit co-invested intentions
of...

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Heart of mine

Cry and feel again, 
oh thou heart of mine heart.
Afford me peace of mind, 
be moved and beat once again in my depths; 
for a dream within me, that happiness will yet save...

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What is wrong with you?
You're a bipedal pest problem
What in the world am I gonna do
to get rid of you ... shake you out of my life?
You're making me so sick,
hanging on to me like...

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How can you tell when you've hit bottom and
 it's time to abandon "ship"-does it stare you in the  
falseface and wipe your browmemory clean cool of
fun classics,  milling around in poor daylight
low...

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the vice cannot squeeze any tighter

bolts crushed under the benchmark

gather dust with nuts and lost screws

a DIY manual mocks arrested craft

I cannot hold it together much longer

limbo has me instead in its firm grip


machine oil...

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Early in life worthlessness prevailed employ
ying gnawing, infecting thought processes
did more than annoy
rooted, short circuited, and tasered
flickr happiness lived

spontaneous bobbing sponging buoy
clinging to mother's
apron string series
of unfortunate events
conspired to destroy

that extremely introverted
shy locked lad, and...

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Charcoal Sheep

Watery eyed thoughts came,
Zap! Pow!  a short circuited brain.
Inward turned burned ocular pain,
too many thoughts to restrain 
I’m a cheap sheep making my mistakes again.
Smell my seared wool going down the drain. 
Ba...

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Watery eyed thoughts came,
Zap! Pow!  a short circuited brain.
Inward turned burned ocular pain,
too many thoughts to restrain 
I’m a cheap sheep making my mistakes again.
Smell my seared wool going down the drain.
Ba, ba, blackishly...

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The truth is, I'm afraid of most everything.
From the beautiful forests cloaking hungry beasts. 
Every wave of the ocean din harbors a cold dorsal fin...
with my name engraved on it-
The mountains-and all the hidden fissures
every...

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If you could read my eyes
You could understand
But one thing,
The disease in my heart.
These poems I create daily
Solely for you
And yet  my tongue
Hesitates to utter them,
Have made a big sore
Corroding my heart
Every single
Ascending day.

I...

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I have finally realised something, the reason that I've been on edge for the past couple weeks. 
When I'm around you it hurts, not physically but emotionally, memories of joy turned to sorrow 
slapping me...

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Ghosts of guilt they roam my way
Rising up like ghouls from shallow graves
Mistakes I made...they play like movies in my mind
They whisper wind into my ears as I memorize the times
Times of hurt and anger
Times...

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short circuited and
the fuse of purpose keeps tripping
high voltage boredom
on auto pilot in slow motion
the roundabout is not a funny circus
currents alternate 
directly challenge
polar opposition in contradiction of truth

‘it’s a beautiful day and you are...

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How can I call them modern men?
They are still barbaric, 
use weapons in lieu of words of wisdom. 
From the musket to the missile, 
they have advanced in the technology of massacre. 
New widows and...

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Someday beyound this flesh of mine that has been short circuited throughout time....

Lying atop the shag carpet with a glass of cold water and a piece of rye bread

Wondering amid the yellow, orange, red and...

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Dreams can be
Good to heaven
Bad to hell
I had a dream 
Very very dreadful
It started houseful
With cries rule
I had lost my mother
I was steady still
People console me
Around but no result
Instead of people around
I was left all...

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