Long Death metal Poems

Black market product truckload ... 
illegal cargo of tax-free merchandise,
and plenty boxed liquor of trouble
Leather clad tattooed dirty violet blonde
riding shotgun,
with a Rambo knife hugging her thigh
In the cab backseat
sit two mountain men beastie boys
strapped...

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Living in dark days 
of the last generation of Noah
Evil beast animals now rule the Earth
Peaceful human beings
are perpetual moving ark targets
In constant danger from the archers’ grip,
the meek souls pray always to God
that the...

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A seismic change has come over me these last few days, 
Ever since I fell in love with a pure and generous heart 
And ever since I pledged myself to become worthy, 
Not only of...

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in the absence of a soundtrack to life,
we walk silently,
yelling, screaming, spitting, fighting & dragging each other
through this “nasty, brutish & short”
existence,
without the all-encompassing symphonies of dramatic films,
the eerie minimalistic piano & acute
industrial beats of...

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Growing up I always had
Some very special friends
Where we shared in everything
Even our love for Heavy Death Metal Bands

But every time one of us
Pick up an instrument
Whether banging, blowing, or strumming
We never made a lick...

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Sell the kinetic death metal,
see the swivel profits 
zooming to the stratosphere
Bloody schoolyard body count
is the cost of doing armed ant-farm business
Collateral damage is the soulless audit estimation
Bottom feeders at the algae low end of...

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Happy Endings 


A long day in the office is just a prelude
to the kaleidoscopic formations
gathered beneath store front close out sales
and pigeon feathers as I head for the station,
the five o’clock hopefully on time

Strolling down...

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Paris is a neon city of lights, color, and myth,
where people go out on a Friday night with
enthusiastic faces.
Eagles of Death, metal band were rocking it
at Bataclan Hall with oldies and their latest hit,
covering all...

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They were wavy heart told,
there was a silver star-shaped pot of gold
at the end of the hellstorm rainbow

This was the time-honored 
private talk 
to the latest crop 
of pawn fodder privates

Battlefield grunts on the frontline
A...

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We sleep hard against the dirty noise
gaunt darkness, the rhythm of rain
even on the inside, there is the same weightless beauty 
pressing against the ribs, hunger drawn taut
in mesmerizing brutality  
  
his words...

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HE WAS...

hand-rolled cigarettes
a dead battery in a parking lot
guns and ammo
heated leather seats on a bitter night
a raspy voice that reached my depths
coffee-2 sugars and a bit of cream
my Friday nights
beaten, broken and beautiful
loose tobacco...

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Suicide skeins slick scarred black leather,
bucket seat brains link rust mangled chains,
power-chord blood spattered buzz-saw stains;
catwalk drains Christ dust bled religion,
collision ghost trains, twisted carnage contains
Lucifer’s wings wrapping rotting remains.

Homicide crows wearing sleeves of death...

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America, you are bipolar

Mother of invention and murder

Father of civil rights and lynching

Your children listen to hip hop and death metal

b-boys and skinheads

America you are bipolar

the biggest gay rights champions and the most hateful psycho-bigots

America,...

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They dress all in black
eyeliner favors a tire track
lipstick of ebony too
some are into voodoo
Draconian is their soul group
a reptilian troop
some say they're evil
I just conceive them primeval

They have been known to heal
a secret...

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