Long Clavicle Poems

It is a small investment; this property out in the scrub.
A building that is shabby in it’s ‘hey day’ was a pub.
Blackberries scramble over it, with the sheds in disrepair;
yes the Autumn Creek Hotel needs...

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Blue – 
for your arm wrapped around
my clavicle. I thought
I would loose my breath.

Red – 
for the cusp of our hip bones
struggling to pull the drunken color
from our orange cheeks.
and our sweat, our sweat, our...

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12/16/21


Still regarded mysteriously
A lot of conspiracy
In the sky, on land and near the sea
Eventually I could clearly see

Thought it'd help, but wasn't what I really need
Silly me
Can't do it foolishly
Has to be done skillfully
If I...

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Written: September 24, 2023
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In the dawn-like haze—a shriek was heard,
An echo so shrewd, yet birdless, oddly slurred 
It was ordained by—a stratum unseen,
A throbbing coerce, a numen so keen. 

A canticle flower—a bellow coarsely flung,
Through...

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The human skeleton,
is made up of 206 bones
By jove, they are hard,
as if made of stones!

The brain you think with
is in the Skull or Cranium,
the Maxilla and the Mandible
are for chewing bubble gum.

It's atop the...

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I told the nurse
I swallowed a snake.
He charted: religious mania.

But I felt her—
three and a half turns 
sleeping 
just south of the back 
of my clavicle.

I called her Vera
then, 
full breath 
pried me open.
Fire-rising, 
slithering:

it...

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Digestion liquesces peppermint. I chew
the leaves for both of us, an aftertaste

when stillness is an afterthought.
Dust gleams like the raised plastic on a debit card.

Winds seem to bank and then burst through a window
in a...

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From marrow to vein the thin thread of memory drags another new malignancy out into the light.
I shall tuck it, as a gift, within Destot’s space and leave it to harden and calcify until it’s...

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far beneath the steeples of cobble stoned london, 
he moves without the parting of a shadows grace.
 from morning to morning he carries no longing.

  under the heavy hymns of the luthern organs
 he...

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Around my mind a linger of her existence plies, I'm evoked
An expression of joy my face accommodates, simply on this note
A thought of you causes my heart to skip a beat, beautiful like jazz
Not the...

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Joey Contemplating a Skeleton

By Elton Camp

The teacher told Joey to learn each bone by name
And that there were only about 206 of the same
The parietal, temporal and occipital are in the head
At least that’s what...

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I went to the mailbox
Much to my dismay 
I would've rather had smallpox
Than what I found today

I may sound dramatic
And I guess that is true
But what I found so traumatic
You sounded so blue

Did it cross...

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Hitchhiking by blurred station generic
Gypsy Flora slips anonymous, gravel
Grinds her heart of garbage, barbaric
Buried skeleton stirred, further travel 
Ticket to Keep It Secret

Scarred in fish guts grubby, harbour 
Heaves its putrid out to sea, amnesia...

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The anorexia is not conspicuous,
being half-submerged - just
breaking through.
She’s a powdered mirage,
her skin a hyaline sheer
drawn over a necklace
of clavicle bones.

She knows her chest
is returning to childhood,
she wants to shelter there,
to be her own child.
Her...

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The anorexia is not conspicuous,
being half-submerged, just
breaking through.
She’s a powdered mirage.
Her skin a hyaline shear
drawn over a necklace
of clavicle bones.
She knows her chest
is returning to childhood,
she wants to shelter there,
to be her own child.
Small breasts...

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Go on make a wish, for mine came true 
         A sure thing, appeared out of the blue 
        ...

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First, remove the eyelids—
they hold too much fiberglass.
Grind streetlight into gunpowder,
cut it with gravel—snort the cocaine dusk.
Take the sidewalk like heretic communion,
metal-flake wine, asphalt host.

She blinks razors.
Stars break in her clavicle.
You don’t touch her—you calibrate.
Banana...

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First, remove the eyelids—
they hold too much fiberglass.
Grind streetlight into gunpowder,
cut it with gravel—snort the cocaine dusk.
Take the sidewalk like heretic communion,
metal-flake wine, asphalt host.

She blinks razors.
Stars break in her clavicle.
You don’t touch her—you calibrate.
Banana...

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As he traced the lines of her clavicle, her passion scorched from within,
His eyes blazed with intensity, full of unadulterated sin.
As he worshipped her body, with each searing kiss,
She blossomed beneath him, her soul consumed...

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Candy apple red 
Torn apart the sky
Bleed your scenery to me
Let it rock to crystal, quartz
Laying on heated sand
Your heart
Implode
Feeling of intensity
Only knowing my words
Under broken glass
The stars 
Read between the lies
As I whisper sugar...

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Tinseled treats, hung from our Christmas tree.
Young, saucered eyes, just gleamed and shined 
At the charming, twisting gold and silver art works.
For indeed, these are one of this holiday’s perks!

To a very young child,...

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Tinseled treats, hung from our Christmas tree.
Young, saucered eyes, just gleamed and shined 
At the charming, twisting gold and silver art works.
For indeed, these are one of this holiday’s perks!

To a very young child, they...

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The trees are dancing to the atonement of the winds serenade this morning
I've decided to stay in bed an hour longer
Thinking of the Ballad I wish to write for you today
For how am I to...

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Curves

Slow, cradled walk towards the goad, 
Skin pink naked to the crowded few, 
Light beckons the inner property pack, 
Until the red is aphoristically bright said. 

One body, one noon to habituate around, 
One lapidary...

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My Archangel name is Angelo
though I'm not fallen
my favorite color is Indigo
rumors spread and fall in

I was born with a fragmented clavicle
to stop me from flying
so I stay on the earth to be affable
full speed...

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