Long Decomposed Poems

There is nothing weaker than water
But none is superior to it in overcoming the hard,
For which there is no substitute.
(Laotse, "Nothing Weaker Than Water", Lin Yutang, trans.)

That weakness of mind and body overcomes strength
And uniting...

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Does your money derive from health-regenerative investments?

Well, what could that mean?

Do you make your money, honey, 
with both light and dark co-arising memory
of midway love and peace intent,
avoiding anger-fear monoculturally competitive
dominant-power relationships,
and struggles against others,
against...

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His words stung me, as the cries from the maelstrom seem to retort
Their scattered, foreign words and wails retching their say
I listened, almost mesmerized,
Pulverized

“Come,” Said he,
With threatening authority

Upwards, higher than the balcony from which we...

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This is not really a test.
More of a survey,
so there are no right or left answers.

Did you mean to say
Answers are both right and wrong?

Yes.
Isn't that what I said?

Not quite, but go ahead.

How would you...

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What goes up
must come down.
What goes out
must come in.
What goes before
must have also come behind.
What folds
must unfold.
When time is knotted
it must unknot.
When space explains radiantly
convexly
then time implies mutually gravitationally and cooperatively,
and concavely.
What information organizes square...

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The Wedding Ceremony of the Dead, Part One, Translation of Pierre Emmanuel’s Les Noces de la Mort by T. Wignesan

Orgy of stone !
I drank hate in your inferior parts
And bathed during a wild summer our...

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Some of us first heard about Ego
from straight white patriarchal Freud,
and have continued hearing various attributes
more recently outlined by Andrew Cohen

"...the only reason I take ego so seriously
is that the path and practice of Evolutionary...

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My fetal alcoholic bipolar:

“sometimes I experience low anxiety
and act like a happy drunk”

“sometimes,
like when entering new places 
and situations,
I experience high anxiety
and act like a very bad
and mean-spirited drunk
with immense juvenile curiosity and overload,
near total...

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Hello again Conscious, my dear friend
hello again dear mirror, my wake up call
hello again myself, it's too early for this but it needs to be said
No one will understand my turmoil, decisions, incentives
my numbing drive...

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Harry Horsman's treatment was withdrawn over a week ago and they are making him comfortable, he is now in Hospice care.

Susan Ashly…we can only hope that Hospice care can keep Harry comfortable. May comfort be...

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It is all very well for Mr. DesCartes
to think with his mind
and therefore be with his body,
yet this fails to explain
why when I think happy and healthy
I feel like I am more,
and when I think...

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We came not for conquest,
but for containment—
though conquest is what happens
when containment itches beneath the skin
like sulfur spores in a sealed lung.

They had the secret.
Not gold, not weapons, not prophecy—
but language that healed.
Real language—
not poetry,...

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"Before the party begins,"
said the Permaculturist to her pupils,
Yang on the Left,
Yin twins on Right,
processing nondually,
"a brief reminder.
of how to enter a room with appropriate balance."

"This Party Door to life is not hinged for the...

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The chilled musky air torments the aging Saxon stone;
whistling through the aisles, the sound reverberating
as it sweeps along the colonnade.
Moonlight penetrates ancient glass stained windows,
initiating reflected shadows, as an innocent mind pulsates tempestuously,
he who was...

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A deep obsession penetrated his mind, an untamed and deeply rooted passion,
Not even a twelve-step program could bring him the much-desired relief,
The poet had an incurable addiction, a need for freedom that he couldn't control,
His...

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There are skeletons in the wardrobe but they’re home and dry

Looked after properly moth balled and yet unkindly falling apart

Conscience is layered just as are subconscious wishes and fears

Sometimes I play with the bones and...

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Disposable But Undesirable

In the cycle of life, everything has a price…
From a cute gargling little baby born to life…
To an aged adult all silver haired and wise…
Thus for the lucky ones, this is a circle...

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Oh I am but a simple leaf
         withering within the gutter
         one summer of bliss
    ...

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The building is imposing, massive and fearful,
     built in 1862 as a jail and gallows for criminals;
conditions for the inmates were inhumane and appalling,
       ...

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He had do fight all odds
A man of unbreakable idealism
Alone with his ideas

A mysterious death at high sea
The truth will never be known
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Gegen alle Widerstände
Ein Mann mit ungebrochenem Idealismus
Alleine mit seinen Ideen

Mysteriöser Tod auf hoher...

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I was gratefully listening
to a theologian musician
repeat a rabbinic tradition
of four levels of resonant soul:
individual (egosystemic),
communal (local),
social (cultural, national identity)
global (Earth,ecosystemic).

A mature musician,
like a wise theologian,
sees these four soul identities
as circular
double-binding octaves,
mutually informing up
and down,
in
and...

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 "Nicholas Street Jail is a real place"

The building is imposing, massive and fearful,
built in 1862 as a jail and gallows for criminals;
the conditions were inhumane and appalling,
on the top floor was death row with...

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Her teeth are no longer white
and bright as in 1960s
when she first fell in love with my grandfather.
I blame that BB, because she always has a headache
when she doesn’t take it.

People from all corners of
Bothaville...

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The building is imposing, massive and fearful,
built in 1862 as a jail and gallows for criminals;
the conditions were inhumane and appalling,
on top floor was death row with only one way out.

It closed in 1972 and...

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What co-arises together
must co-exhale to part.

Last night my HIV+ hunted down my negative,
my darkside,
death and fear,
my anger about my mortality,
my greater anger about our mortality as a species,
my greatest anger about our mortality as Earth's...

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