Long Ecstacy Poems

"The Crow Bar"

she said,
here I bury my dead,
you can hear them sleeping
somnulent forget-me-nots,
snoring blithely unaware,
in neat rows between 
the thick,
ink injected lines,
their soiled lives
ploughed and 
turned over 
replanted
sunnyside down
expunged and 
wrung out

eventually,
not totally oblivious, 
they...

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Science is Fiction

Sir Popper popped the answer to the question of and whether science
holds truth and where and when for how long facts remain value’s 
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 Translation of Eric Mottram’s A Faithful Private - 1 by T. Wignesan

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 twelve of us he choose to paint
    sons of Jacob in an earthen 
jar so sturdy
plonked us with vehemence
directed by neuronal cells 
skull protecting scrambled 
delicacy
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Despite countless factorial permutations
& combinations, this cyber surfer avails two alms
seeking succor asper Somerset Maugham.

Mom mee whiz able to sic cure human bondage,
boot metastatic carcinoma snatched such balms
when tethered in utero umbilical connection,
etched bromide, which...

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When I was 16 I lost my best friend
I started to grind, smoking weed and drinking Hennessee 'n' Gin
Then my clientele blew up
I'm 16 making bands feelin' like I grew up
Poppin' pills and chewin' em'...

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When I was 16 I lost my best friend
I started to grind, smoking weed and drinking Hennessee 'n' Gin
Then my clientele blew up
I'm 16 making bands feelin' like I grew up
Poppin' pills and chewin' em'...

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In the shadows of my half-waked condition of terra firma- patronus renditioned, I mudder into your soil,
snorkel into your swamp of inlet tributary, a flagellum personae , prosopopoeia explorae eel, "Marinas"
here waters water dreams, to...

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I'm determined to be heard
Through the walls 
Beyond all That 
Deafening windfall

My voice never deterred
Tasking freedom 
dispensing wisdom 
Offering up hope

I am the force, overheard  
A solid speaker for the mute
Constant presence for the Word

I...

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Here’s Some Nice Poem By A, “Punny” Guy

Puns are nice, but I need a living
so I can get all life is giving,
but I don’t drive and can’t afford a chauffeur.
Each job I’ve tried just turns...

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She woke to find herself on the floor of a cabin,

The cabin was bare dark and damp

She felt queasy and uneasy as if waking from being drugged,

She was wearing boots, tight leather shorts and a...

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each gleaming candle with it's yellow glow, surrounds her beauty like an aura. Her 
eyes are like a cats..sparkling with curiousity and wonder as she swirls in her dress 
skirts around her chamber. I feel...

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My flower grows on a lucid hilltop pride,on land that never erodes and thrives 
through death's caressing touch.Capsulized in crystalline, her petals fall like 
dewdrops painting the winds cries. Tears kiss the pain; my hurt...

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As I sit by the bar sipping my drink patiently waiting my turn./ I felt the heat but fought 
the burn./ My heart begins to pound./ I had to calm myself down./ Before my feet...

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Toxic, intoxicating solitude,
With a tantalizing proclivity 
To slither inch by inch, or suddenly,
Back into suffocating loneliness

When will I again see my own person
Reflected back at me from the abyss?
There is a thrill in the uncertainty...

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Her soft blond hair, a delicate dance upon my skin,
Whispering secrets with its feather-light touch,
Teasing my senses, enticing me to surrender
To the allure of its tender caress.

The salty ocean breeze, a messenger of enchantment,
Carries her...

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Word from dream, the act of becoming, then woman
From Eve to Anat, the rib dribbled on the sand
Love and worship from dust of conviction life's promise claimed
And we from altar to grave turned, wounded and...

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Moon flower

You lay on white cotton sheets with the hospital logo imprinted
on the cloth and on the fabric of your life talcum powder for
your bed sores anorexic washed out gastric spittle dribbling
from ulcerous mouth facing...

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(following on figurative heals 
   sans, l'amour, 
i.e.,and that bastard conception 
   of life, liberty, and the
pursuit by George - Marshall ling, Grant 
   ting, and Bing Frank.)

Expectant motherhood...

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Him or me?  Sweetie who's it gonna be?   You have me waiting, anticipating.  This 
question should not have you hesitating.  I've sat back and listened to you explain.  Your...

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I came out screaming from the womb
No I am not a malcontent, I innocent
Was slapped upon my nakedness. Gloom
Was the first thing I grasp, a dissident
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Poetry was her best lover
like no other
he loved her
without restraint

She could be herself
and explore,
discovering
secret pleasures and fantasies

Naked above the covers
he let her lie
exposed
as he slowly caressed her imagination
making her flow
with the sweet essence of her...

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this is the story of a special place in my life;

In my family home of 50 years
In the Queens suburbs of N.Y.C.
There was a special place that saw
the bulk of my laughter, and my tears
That...

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Words unbroken but on edge are afloat on the water like a creature undead. 
Corpses smoke clover and when they spark, it's like old times again. 
My friend, where have you been? Hell isn't so...

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a hundred thousand miles away
i know you wont hear me when i say
Just how much i love you, every single day
I know its too good to be true 
but yet i stil lay on my...

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