Long Double barreled Poems

Eighteen hundred and three begins U.S. destinies.
Merriwether Lewis and his comrade, William Clark, agrees –
They will go forth, avoid Frenchmen, fighting growling grizzlies.
To find a water trade route that flows west to the Pacific seas.
Louis...

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You love to double dare,
double down
Raise the stakes and double the bet
You love to double dip,
double back
Lower the cage and shark bite thru the double mesh net
The risk of getting caught
is part of doing the...

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If you want to keep 
             your expanding 
              ...

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he looked at the gun double barreled and lean

but it was an old water pistol from his childhood


the rope around his neck had become a bunjee

and he bounced between floor boards and ceiling


the stove was...

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Gone
        lit-up-light-of-
nothing peculiar
we-you-and this
sewing tight the nebulous.

Salted tongues of silence,
pillow-sex for the nearly departed.
Adjust body-images,
             ...

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A life uninhabited by the suicide soul
life ground him down and took its toll
once a fruitful hardworking life endured
grandeur created from dreams obscured 
Being an Entrepreneur creating millionaire lifestyle
every year that past money making was futile
The...

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It was the most horrible thing I've ever seen.
I was murdered 100 years ago on Halloween.
A man accused me of vandalizing his house but I didn't do it.
I told him that I was innocent but...

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Skull where is your brain,
where inside this abandoned cave is your mind?
Did God leave you like this
your jaw open in that crazy grin
the wind echoing under your cracked dome?

There are fields of skulls, walls made...

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Hickory Dickory. Can you imagine my shock,
when I saw a mouse in my grandfather clock?
The hands moved until the chimes struck one.
I took aim with my double barreled shot gun.

That mouse squeaked and in haste,...

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soft bitter dew drops
trickle down the banks 
of saddened eyes
finally she gave him 
whats heavenly precious 
between her thighs
more than skin was inserted inside
his whole being dwelled 
amongst her cells
for in love he was
inner estacy...

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the sun is bright
but doesn't warm my heart
today
Emily said that "thing with feathers" *
perched in my soul
would never stop singing

it does

and I just want to crawl back in bed
be unconcious 
or binge something  sick...

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