Long Engorging Poems

Students conservative of body-health care
invest as necessary
in bowing and submitting subservience
to orthodox heterosexual vampirate mentors,
fundamentalist badnews evangelicals
sucking on pre-meditated rapture
of Heavenly bloodsucking EarthNatures.

To meet conservative RightWing
LeftBrain patriarchal 
student membership classroom requirements
of monoculturing monopolistic
indoor health-safety classrooms,
research...

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Quietly, the memory of my grandfather manifested itself,
In the colors and shimmers of the Holy Spirit, 
I saw his human face,
The familiar lines, the flesh,
The pair of oceanic eyes, slowly blinking 
Smiling,
Like a heavenly beam
Splashing...

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My grandparents' grandparents,
all sixteen,
digging roots through cultural meristems,
young adults,
adolescents during Time's 1880's,
post Civil War birth of Sir James Crow monoculture.

What would we name this self-hatred,
this lack of compassion and gratitude for help
for human nature's lavish...

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What are the odds that either Democratic or Republican leaders
will ever again remember how to host 
a health and wellness party?

Imagine these invitations we receive:
Dear Ms. Democrat,
Dear Mr. Republican,
Please come to our Leadership Party,
to primarily...

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Nineteen Seventy-Seven Alumni

Some conspiratorial and malevolent force
     must be fast at work
     cranking chronology dial
an extraterrestrial force

     donning, housing, loosing,
   ...

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They’re drawing the curtains in Dorking,
Lighting the candles and pouring the lotions.
Switching off TV’s and shelving resentments,
Checking on children asleep in the darkness,
Creeping   up hallways   like teenage lovers.
Stairs and hopes creaking...

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I wake up again, 
Euphoria spreading my sheets, eyelashes fluttering
And then, in reality, I realize...
Ah, it was all a dream...

Floral piano keys...
Instrument perfectly tuned...
Harmony...light...hope...
Recalling fragments of dream memory...
The tears are heavy now, watering out the...

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Reading U.S. Political Platforms

First I read Senator Obama's Audacity of Hope
to strengthen cooperation
between Left and Right Wings
of our patriotic-matriotic equivalently empowering Eagle.

Then I read CEO Trump's Crippled [Business of] America:
How to Make America [Rich Business]...

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Descending,
  I manipulate and manoeuvre for the updraft
  Spluttering,
  I spiral down, then briefly up again, to glimpse a glowing sky
  Flapping,
  I fall forever faster, flat-eagled
  Plunging, 
...

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Front porch consciousness of organically rich freedom,
relief from language label boxes,
reifying,
static,
now giving way toward emerging diastolic flow,
abundance fills a fertile inside view of health-engorging grasses,
leaves,
entire trees and forested networks,
imagined river valleys,
oceans of coral reefs and...

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My epitaph writ large...
courtesy third person singular.

Mise en scène pour décès
pardon his feeble attempt at French,
a unilingual English language
quibbling, and scribbling mensch
strongly advises applying
left handed monkey wrench,
which custom designed tool
assigned impossible mission
to discern sense and...

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Rituals
are sacred
when they reconnect
what LeftBrain dominant
straight white privileged man
has transcendently and monotheistically 
disconnected secular nature
from sacred polytheistic spirits

Earthly nature
divorced from Heavenly spirit,
power
from light,
empowerment
from enlightenment,
autonomous theological identity
from interdependent ecological experience,
personal health
from transcendent joy

Like segregating
sexual health rituals
from...

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Wisdom scriptures swell through every harmonic creed
each deed spoken across culture's regenerations,
singing multicolored psalms of Paradise

Earth rebirth again through anthro-chosen death
of stale humans only need apply
to and for heaven's ridiculously opened gate

Radically sensuous ecojustice 
sung...

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It is the craving never satisfied, the malformation
Of gluttonous starvation, the disfigured beast of emaciation.
Hell's spiritually depraved wind walker, feasting on the
Lingering slowing pulse of the flat liners final vibrations.
Engorging itself on the fiendish terror,...

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Byte size food begets best bedeviled egg head benefits 
re: visited today April 12th, 2023

Way before aye knew 
the name Fletcherism applied 
family and friends even 
Smetana's bartered bride
would (tongue in cheek) chide
tummy uncommonly 
(recherché)...

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In the wasteland wilderness of disappointed love
I find you
Haggard and famished
Ravaged by the blazing sun
I find you
Spent and on the verge of death
I find you

I kneel beside your still form
I wet your parched lips with...

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way before aye knew 
     the name Fletcherism applied 
tummy uncommonly (recherché) atypical dyed
in the wool feeding and/or slaking thirst guide

did precepts sans hungry 
     deaf eating...

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Within his moment, I wouldn't change a thing,
my life right now is earnt,
I got here on my own merit,
proud of all the things I've learnt.

Oh but that thought of what if, what an offer!
If I...

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re: visited tonight October 15th, 2021

Way before aye knew 
the name Fletcherism applied 
tummy uncommonly (recherché) atypical dyed
in the wool feeding and/or slaking thirst guide

did precepts sans hungry 
deaf eating beast impossible to hide
(the ferocious...

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Flesh was falling from the bone, 
clumps of flyblown steak, 
rippling the glass surface below
its reflection fragmented in the lake
 
bloods oily residue hanging in long tendrils, 
leaving a stringy mucus in its wake,
coagulated, and...

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Thanks to Terry Flood who wrote, 'The Vicar Spied a Spider'
an "eight legged beastie." It was my inspiration to write 
about the beastly arachnid in the following lines. 

Roaming all around the farm was a...

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-Read from bottom to up, left to right and help me climb this mountain-

Truly
Rejoice
To be free,
To reach the top
Just allow yourself
You are very strong
I am no longer afraid
Soon I will be at the top
It is...

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He is . . . so out of my reach
And his words are like royalty to my eyes
He cradles them like he’s dealing delicate roses
Spreading them out on a dirtied, lightly lit street
Obscure words. ....

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Mastications In One Movement


Lathering on the ranch dressing, 
mixed with honey mustard grunting;
these inhaling engorging souls are
finding the emotional precipice, 
high up and dangling,
hanging by french fried ropes, 
smothered in thousand island arrhythmias.
here come the...

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Your eyes look out right through me
Looking your way, so to speak
So you see
What you must say, say facing me
With tongue and lips not weak.

Put me up and now see you
Putting someone down; it's easy
Without...

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