Long Dementia Poems

Wounded Sacred Dementia: Part Two

Dementia's derelict WinLose SocialWorker
suboptimizingly hesitates
when I tell her
I have not changed my mind
about not adopting Fetal Alcohol Syndrome
into my vulnerable home
with a seven-year-old AfricanAmerican boy
blind
and unable to defend himself,
or even run...

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Begins with Hyundai's my stalker fatal attraction 
rushing in front of our disabled vehicle then rams break 
hard causing us to panic my spouse and I both disabled 
this has cause severe discrimination and victimization...

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Wounded Sacred Dementia

My last foster care-provider
and -receiver story
is also a sad story
of my last special needs adoption
of bipolar born,
and oppositionally reared,
alcoholism.

My BiPolar Wounded Child
turned an auspicious five
on the day I first saw her,
and promptly rejected...

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BLINDING FLASHES FROM MY EYE SOCKET BEING CRUSHED MY NASAL ARCH NOSE FRACTURE RHINOPLASTY SURGERY HELPS WITH MY AIRWAYS THE SEVERE TRAUMA ON IMPACT SEVERE CAR ACCIDENT TWO MEN ON A LADDER ADJUSTING THE STREET...

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It was something about my murder my abusive husband the arson murders victim nine homeless man FBI questions my fear reaching out to FBI agents something is very wrong I know my husband is going...

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Daytime sleep apnea takes over during the day as my brain fights to stay awake drifting off into deep sleep rather on a bus school doctors office in public places this disease is very disturbing...

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THIS IS QUITE INTRIGUING TO SAY THE LEAST MY JAN 6TH NEIGHBORS ARE FIXATED ON BREAKING IN MY HOME FIR SPORT NOW USUALLY RIPPING MEDICAL RECORDS OR JUST TAMPERING WITH MY COMFORT SUPPORT POODLES CUTTING...

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MY HUSBAND AND I BOTH SUFFERED TRAUMATIC BRAIN INJURY MY BRAIN WAS CRUSHED MY EYE DOCKET AND NASAL ARCH CRUSHED BROKEN BONE FRAGMENTS BITING MY BRAIN I UNDER WENT EXTREME HYPNOSIS THERAPY WEARING WIRES PREGNANT...

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Frankly bewildered…
I find life so absurd
Your serenity shines on
God, I want to be like your son

Why was I pushed in the margins?
Is it because of my abominable sins?
I threw them all away long ago…
Into garbage...

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I am given to you by Creator Himself
My Limbs long to grow straight and tall
Bathed in sunlight from above, paying homage
Fulfilling my God given task
From the dawn of creation, in the Holy Books I’m told
A...

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Hours and hours of wasting time has escalated my anxieties…
I'm sorry, God, I'm addicted to so many bad behaviors…
Powers enlighten my mindset, and flowers make me feel at ease
Dementia kicking in as I procrastinate and...

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Old Albert was frustrated.

He knew his famous ego-identity came from this solar eco-system
with four interdependent dimensional voices.

He felt his own original moment began with ZeroSum nutritional balance
between eco-centered womb 
and emerging ego-centered identity,

And, he felt...

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Igniting pain retrieving the chemical imbalance 
in my brain soft tissue itched my frontal lobe 
leaned over my forehead as my temporal lobe 
offered little comfort in cognitive skills my optic 
nerve damage piercing pain...

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Submerging myself with water of wistfulness
Trying to be rid of the loneliness in progress
I missed going outside and swimming in a precious, pure water
I’m looking above the surface instead of the ugliness of underwater

Today is...

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I have an old friend who was told some time ago he had six months to live. We live far apart now and he told me about this in an email shortly after the doctor...

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Imagine you
and I
are rightbrain impressed
with each Other
as also integrally
spiritually shared emoting parts
of One noetically graced BicameralHeart
together,
pumping in and out,
left and right,
nutritional lifeblood.

Suddenly, or was it gradually?
we become aware, 

"I have lost my leftbrain objective
to share...

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caught in the crossfire, of well-hidden snipers
that aim through the lens, of venomous vipers
paralysed by poison, blinded by spies
unarmed victims, enemies in disguise
shadows that taunt us, ghosts we let haunt us
vanish in the light, of...

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Yes, the title says it all, says it all
I will not make a fall while I stand tall
I won’t be pushed down by gravity still
I will make sure that I am your windmill

Dementia won’t stop...

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Dark chances,
unhealthy and unsafe trauma 
HiStories

Degenerating predative dogmas
not wanting to let go of ballistics
even for dawning light's sacred peace promise
to grab full-immersion hold
and heal dark mythologies
lose now and again later ecologies
repeat rehearsed
inside-only voiced economies
exploiting dark...

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A definite bonehead moment

since revised when das scribe 
made laughing stock of himself 
(circa ~ 8:30 post meridiem 
December twenty eighth, 2022).

A retrospective account
revisited courtesy the following 
honest to dog doe eyed, 
doofus dopey dilemma
allows,...

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Against a willowy wailing backdrop of inner chaos,
an indignant incendiary mask stifles the simmering cauldrons,
of a stoic stage clown post lachrymose performance wearily stunning yet stung,
or the surreptitious posture of the laugh it off as...

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Haunting night for writer's block decided to 
explore my writing endeavors awakened always 
at three am feeling overwhelmed from another night 
filled with words dancing about inside my head to put 
to pages immediately before...

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Feeling blessed that Allah has allowed me to receive continued care for traumatic headaches neurological damage extensive medical treatment even though I receive death threats on my life by domestic terrorists bitter angry filled with...

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There once was a man with Trumpian crown
so heavy it caused him to frown
when he gave it away
some folks say to this day
it grew lighter while revolving 
more democratically healthy around.

There once were most men...

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I don’t mind what others’ think when we’re together…
It’s not like it’s gonna last forever…

God’s Kingdom come
Before I start growing numb
God’s Kingdom come
Before the beat gets me feeling dumb
God’s Kingdom come
Before I start growing numb
God’s...

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