Long Cubical Poems

Treat this poem as the truth
Non-fiction...
Because this is the best way I can try to describe what it feels like to suffer with cocaine addiction
It’s hard to even put this feeling of addiction into words
To...

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He, She, they, them, their or choices .
I wonder if your world is round or maybe not because probably your mind is cubical , you are a dice, it is as similar as the dice...

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Encased in the spheres were hideous creatures of biblical account
Eight legs with a scorpion sting that made you spew your guts out
The spheres raced along a few inches off the ground 
As they harvested the...

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More than a vacation, a vocation
In the field of tranquility you
Search the Caribbean blue
Sensation or mental refuge

White sandy beaches wet
Peaches in drinks collect
Making the experience perfectly
Sweet, worthy as a bodily

Treat. Club nights, escapes
In lantern light...

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As we lay here in our bed, somewhat like two strangers force to share the last hotel room at 
Mary K convention. At the morning table I try to hide behind my paper, trying as...

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Whatever happens when days counted as weeks?

And years counted as astrological countdowns

What ever happened to disco rap battling drums?

On streets filled graffiti and sand castles

Whatever happens to shoes with no laces?

And bras with no straps

Backpack...

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Stuck in this hole
Depression hits
My heart beats so slow
Is time even moving
I have thirty-five more days to go
I feel so isolated
I could be with millions and still feel so alone
As I sit in this cubical
The...

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Broken, dark, alone.
Confined in cubical prison.
All expression has been sucked away, 
leaving a hollow shell.

As hunger starts to take over,
your given table scraps.
Only to prolong the suffering,
to slowly wither away.

In the beginning you scramble about,
searching...

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From a boy of seven 
As i grew through the years
In the back of my mind
That constant fear
 
Memories of my brother
Been knocked down
Brought nightmares and horrors
In memory drown
 
Adult life reached
Kids born and growing
But...

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Morning Shower

This morning I have carefully slumbered into the bathroom to start the shower
Groggy and tired I turn the control counterclockwise to a satisfying temperature
I step inside the cubical and shiver with the initial shock...

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Solemn Confinement---


Encapsulated confined into the space of the Hidden spears
What in the world do you do and why must you have fears
Solemn Confinement
Downtrodden in atmosphere of environmental galaxies
And disappear totally in solitary confinement plexieties
Solemn Confinement
Solemn...

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Here I am, rotting in a place they call bliss
Soaked in an emptiness
To see reality did things as it pleased

Here I am, stroking my messiness
Fettered in additional story
Soaked in an emptiness

My brain is hurricane, but...

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I wonder who’s in charge of our section.
The anxiety about who will lead me,
brings on a cold sweat.

Her sweater is tight.
I turtle-neck,
over my sanitized cubical.

Small breasts, tiny and hard in the frigid light.
Her spectacles add...

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I wonder who is in charge of our section.
The anxiety about who will lead me through,
what I need to do, makes me sweat.

Her sweater is tight.
I am a turtle looking over a sanitized cubical.
Small t..s,...

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"How do you describe,
Those moments inside

When you start something new,
And wonder how to get through

The names and the faces,
Your heart races

From adrenaline or fear,
Draw on your confidence, that’s clear

For life presents us challenges,
But you are...

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My eyes are glazed over like krispy krèmes.  
How long can one person stare at the same screen?

My feet are limb like a long air plane ride.
How long can one person sit idly by?

My...

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He sits in the bus cubical 
dressed in tattered clothes, 
he holds a Coke bottle 
filled with something I don't know. 

I can see the pain 
that hides behind his eyes, 
nowhere to go 
the...

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