Long Dark humor Poems

I was listening to Cornell West,
who described our catastrophic tolerance of disvalues for others,
situations we would never tolerate for ourselves,
disvalues like homelessness and hunger,
but also like random violence, 
abuse and neglect,
lack of caring,
as a "conspiracy"...

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Do you know what it feels like when your dad leaves to go get the milk and comes back with a gun and some vengeance?
No? Well me neither.
See look, being funny is hard.
Some people don’t...

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The problem of PolyNomials,
equivalent or not?
with Not PolyNomials
hides a geometric bilateral 
not-no means yes 
polynomial assumption
that was profoundly channeled by ZeroCentric Bucky Fuller's
universal whole systemic Synergy.

1 Polynomial v 0 NotPolynomial
assumes if we could distinguish NP...

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Cold death it is, descending from the sky,
That like a shroud, across the land doth lie.

And why need death be cold?
Let we this tale unfold.
Dire death is no distraction for the best!
They gather wind, where...

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There once was a boy named Prince Polyculture,
which he knew he was not,
and maybe even not-not,
which would be not a prince,
not.

This was confusing and caused Prince Polyculture to suffer bouts of stress and anxiety and...

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At the end of the world where the sea meets the sky,
there's a small strip of land where the mermaids lie.
Where they  chit and they chat, or play and have fun,
and top up their...

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--------        SKIN DEEP     --------               

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but you humor me
tell me im pompous and then go on to say if you wanted to hear from me youd fart
i ask a question and then snort
saying you didnt rattle your zipper
and ask me...

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If you told me 6 months ago I'll breath
just fine without you I laugh and proclaim
you kidding

My eyes are as dry as the desert my heart
learnt hardly to partially live without you
Before time passed by...

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The cold and drafty dark castle nights,
eating boars head like its going out of style,
having new battles every other week,
God forbid if you had a yellow streak,

Women wearing long gowns which were warm,
except for their...

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As winter seasons dark humor,
so summer reasons hate.

Lovelock and Margolis' Gaia Hypothesis
is Bateson's Sacred Ecology
     deep double-bound Co-Learning Thesis,
is Bucky Fuller's fractal-rooted Holonic CoOperative Synergy
is Messiah-Bodhisattva Syncretism
is Game Theory's WinWin EcoLogic
...

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My fashionista muse has many styles from which to choose,
and how she feels determines the colors she will use.

If she brims with silliness, it’s orange she could wear,
for couplets can be quirky heels, and heels...

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In the Hills of California

I journey out in the clean crisp air
To hike for miles in the place where
I leave my worries and despair
In the hills of California
    In peaceful calm I restore
My sanity...

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Could you love
an old white redneck
with HIV,
inhaling too much medicine?

Could you love him
if he were able to listen
without judging,
but commiserating,
curious about nuances,
finding dark humor
transcending rumors
of ego’s timorous tumors
and climatic anthro-terrifying tremblers?

Could you love a sad...

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D—Does nothing all day, but write annoying poems 
A—And this one’s no better, just bickers and moans
V—Vainglorious imbecile, should be locked in a cell
I—Indifferent to (senior members), oh boy he can tell
D—Downright irreverent, shows unbridled...

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"50 Words for Poe: Wolf"



He watches the Asylum.
Silently soft paw bides his time and grins

He doesn't dig Haiku
Impromptu is more his thing

Give a dog a bone

(LadyLabyrinth/2019)




https://youtu.be/iPXKzHBTSA4
Pit Stop/Loveage



“The wolf said, 
"You know, my dear, it isn't...

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One pitch black night I was driving home and was ready for my bed
My usual route was closed for repairs so I took the minor road instead
I was just approaching the old derelict mill that...

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"Poets are Us" 

The blood dripped 
off each piranha's 
sharpened fang

acquiescing 
compliant
with tragic complacency

keep it neat and clean
within the margins
no detours 

stick like Teflon
to the poetic rules
virtuous and unsoiled

aa bb cc dd
pristine are us
sanctimonious sugared...

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Be grateful for the sun that shines,
And burns your skin and hair,
For I have only felt its heat,
Through rags and scars, I wear.

Be grateful for the moon and stars,
That mock your dreams at night,
For I...

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All the fairytale violence 
Life’s too Grimm already
s
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     c
      a
        n’
   ...

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Ruins Of Eden…                           11/2/09



Desolate is the feeling that surrounds...

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There’s starvation in Africa,
In other parts there’s drought,
Putin’s still in the Ukraine 
Throwing his weight about.
The Barista in this cafe
Is really annoyed with me.
I’ve ordered a black coffee,
Apparently that’s not PC.
Global temperatures  rising,
Polar ice...

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When a rough day is behind me
And all the tension is still there
When rage is flowing through my veins
And I'm tearing out my hair
 
When the evening sky is as red as blood
And my anger...

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Nurse Narcolept’ 

Give "poetry" a go She said
She said, you won’t never look back 
take a lie down on my couch She said
She said, give my poetry a go 
she pulled me in deep 
the...

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My vices and my faults are legion
how I hate that cooing pigeon
pooping right outside my door

i cannot sleep for death entices
promises to end my vices
silencing my painful snore

and yet in vain I blindly struggle
beneath black...

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