Long Engorge Poems

AntiPoem 4
“Santo and Johnny”

(Poet’s instruction- Play “Sleepwalk” twice by Santo and Johnny while reading)

Santo and Johnny play Sleepwalk on Fender steel and bass
Just oozing out their mellow electric dream sound as the
Santa Monica Pier exudes...

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11. They came to devour and sin.
I was briefed by a cornucopia of beings:
From Torchwood, ARGUS, SHIELD and their kin;
The Talamasca, The Shop and MiB Greens;
A BPRD agent who was burning in Hell;
The Syndicate, Consortium,...

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The cold chambers of my mind
Lacks happiness and a sense of belonging – I’m feeling soar
Under the snow is where you’ll find me
For, I’m snowed under by your heartless remarks, giving me the impression that...

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Salty glass eyes,
Thimbles brimming
with summer-leaf green poison
stare back at me.

A stare chilled subzero.
I, of course, imagine this stare
is a defense mechanism to hide her troubles.
I imagine a glimmer of light
that luminates from her bust.
This is...

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LBI, Drifting Sands

Good Morning, Spring.  I know you’re awake.  I see your color rising with the sun.
Through the open balcony door of our third floor suite, the sea breeze coolly streams into our...

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The heat soaked day drags on: each daisy sweltering
every buttercup melting into the dry ground,
a golden oozing of petals. I watch them through the window knowing
that I could not be ready, this I that’s still...

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In the heart of the blackest abyss, down, 
Down, in fathoms deep crypt, where light
Does not penetrate, and the structured protective hauls,
Of men, are crushed beneath pressures massive
Weight, of the oceans deepest depth.
This is truly...

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This is a collaboration I had been working on with a friend a while back. We might change the title. Her name is Rebecca Larkin. She started the poem with the first line and from...

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Lost between Heaven and Hell, battlements of my spirit and mind, Raptures me into 
the new day, but delivers me in the darkness of night. I argue within my mind, that 
shall wither it blind,...

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Poverty stricken,
Defrauding them was unintentional,
But the magistrate's judgement and sentence was constitutional.
We have been on the street,
Hustling, surviving but making money remains strict.

In prison,
the Black Maria opened and the warder uncuffed him like a preath,
There...

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THE EYE of I

What is life? What is love?
The eye of I took it in…
The material rolling sweeps highs and lows--valleys cuts, grooves, gullies and gorges eye engorge crevices of porphyry
heat flies from the ravines
places...

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I feel the warm of the sun shine as it kisses my skin with every ray that fall on 
me from the fluffy clouds of happiness. Although my instant warm of sun shine 
has a...

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The Succubus Returns To Engorge and Bleed
       (The Monster Returns To Feed)


Light filtered in through grey shadows deep
lonely rests heavy in this dank room.
Far away, dark calls me from...

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So in the blinding light of times
A blushing sense of blinking occurs
Small, ridged glass shards
Engorge my view
And paint my soul scarlet, 
always 

Soaked in the scarlet ashes I grieved, 
And to those ends,
the loss of...

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I see their intentions,
In their trances of manipulation, 
Mind-warping affection, they laid upon you, 
And knowingly you feed on what I thought you were absorbing…

You lash out at me screaming, saying,
“Rest your distrustful inflicting,
Look me...

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You wish me to say those words,
To love you

Surely you mean to win me
As I exhale my expostulations 
Some hidden truth
That you think you understand
You mean to squeeze out of me
Some sacred confession
As I engorge...

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Many a hunger goes unfed.
Some adjust and live with it,
finding satisfaction in suitable activities.
Others push that hunger down, deeper and deeper,
filling the empty hole inside themselves
with dangerous addictions that take the place
for what they hunger...

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Come Father, become human and kind...
sit at my  blessed and abundant table,
and have a dialogue with me!
Many questions assumed for myself:
like uncotrollable rivers flooding their banks...
pitifully susceptible to oblivion;
a disaster so real and not...

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Reveled in ancient times, words escape from the crevices of nature
Through soils that many have tread
The living and the dead
Eat everything and take a great big look
Something is waiting for you—someone is there for you
The...

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Taste of words written for those who listen
Forked tongues taste the better juice
Yet feel the harsher fate when plates are filled
With poison problems

 forked tongues will engorge 
with mediocrity and acts of simplicity
To suffice themselves...

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That momentous longing that purposed many lowly nights dissipated
Just as I found myself in your presence once again
You tease me, flirt with me, confuse the hell out of me,
You touch me in strange ways as...

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128270 is all that I am
Merely a number no longer a man
A decade of hope and honor and pride
This machine has no compassion inside

Our leaders, stockholder and managers entranced
Lay havoc on each of us worker...

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To be forever bent in a lack of better term
To lie still in darkness like a sad, blind worm
To eat your words as a form of grainy nourishment
To smell the dampness of your tempered encouragement...

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New seasons come, and then pass away.
Each brings their beauty, for another day.
Yearning to feel the warmth of their depth,
longing to value what we cannot accept.

Life is like the seasons, with a tale to tell,
each...

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Below are 14 footles, separate and distinct, with their own titles in bold font.  A footle fest!

Sympathetic
Ben-Hur
Been her

Paving the Way
Guitar
Get tar

Muliebral Outlook
Female
Email

Origin
Sin's source
Seine's source

Borgana Interior
Driver
Dry fur

RN A Cappella
Nursing
Nurse sing

Comic Vowel
Funny
Fun "E"

Blarney Stone
Irish
I wish

Out of...

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