Long Effluvium Poems

Jinxed jesting jejune junior jobber...
just jabbering gibberish (A - J)

Again, another awkward ambitious
arduous attempt at alphabetically
arranging atrociously ambiguously
absolutely asinine avoidable alliteration.

Because...? Basically bonafide belching,
bobbing, bumbling, bohemian beastie boy,
bereft bummer, bleeds blasé blues, begetting
bloviated boilerplate bildungsroman,
boasting...

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a jolly darling right angle went straight out of the lateral box

fed up with grinding a living on the periphery of pure reason

he thought back to his square roots and longed for a change


his strict...

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jeezis …

didn’t you know?
you HAD to know
you were there, too
you felt it -
you said so
before I said a WORD
you had expressed it …
perfectly
you were the river I swam up
slow
deep
pristine
warm and welcoming …
touch, caress, kiss, impel,...

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ONE WORD~

Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, 
Running through my mind,
Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, 
Running through my veins,
                         ...

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Jinxed jesting jejune junior jobber...
just jabbering gibberish (A - I)

Again, another awkward ambitious
arduous attempt at alphabetically
arranging atrociously ambiguously
absolutely asinine avoidable alliteration.

Because...? Basically bonafide belching,
bobbing, bumbling, bohemian beastie boy,
bereft bummer, bleeds blasé blues, begetting
bloviated boilerplate bildungsroman,
boasting...

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Can I walk the roads alone ?
Why am I this scared ?

Do I fear torture
Or pain ?
What if I fall down ?

What am I doing now ?

Is it better to live alone
Walk alone
Aware that peril...

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Written: January 07, 2024
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eyes are soul gates      even in disguise      they do not lie
visual cues...

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What a world where men swim in wickedness,
Drink in envy and mischievousness
Riding with their wings so pure 
But heart as black as the coal.
Yes wickedness lives behind the gate of the world
Evils had cracked the...

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more …

more than I’ll ever know …
that’s how much you love me
(just spoken)
but what the hell does that mean?
how do you know that I’ll never know
how much you love me??
I mean, thanks …
thanks for the...

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Yup, you red correctly,
     this noggin must go
     perhaps donated
     to the Salvation Army, or Good Will
cuz, said atrophied cranial
   ...

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The change is slowly coming
like murder in the back alley.
It won't be neat or sweet, but
messy, and the moon will reflect in the cardinal pools.
The hand of a stranger wrenching the deepest secrets
from any subdural...

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May the Dear Lord deliver us
Not from creatures carnivorous
But edibles less frivolous
Like cheeses odoriferous

Who gives a damn about Edam
First made in Dutch North Amsterdam  
Or nutty-tasting Leerdam
And Czechoslovak Abertam

When some people find delicious
Or remain...

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Outcomes...
Or the consequence on account of what we do
to bring about a change that is transparent...
Time as it grows worse utters effluvium
screaming sacrifice violently inward.

Effluvium that targets the sense to hear
transparent and see unscented numb...

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Black, Blue’s dream of knowing

Today, eyes heavenward, an unclouded
blue unto eternity.  Look up.  Swim
this fathomless sea far as perspective
can carry.  Leave behind L.A.  Leave used 
shores brown as inversion’s earthbound air....

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In old London
the Thames used to be muddy,
not muddy like the Mississippi,
but the mud of the drowned,
murdered, and of long lost dreams.

On gray dawns
scrawny kids would sift through
the detritus that washed up
on its stony riverbank,
small...

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Canyonous Clouds

Peripheral white, lay calm against the distance
Stretched on mountains sleeping green
Keeps them from straying when awake
With purpose…. Settled in a gentle grasp
Air holds their substance, their boundaries intact
Aloof upon the effluvium sky disperses 
Verbosity,...

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