Long Escher Poems

Back to you Billy, for ways I whiled away herding ennui

Ah...a flood of memories wash over
this anointed Goatama Boo Da,
whose respected G.O.A.T status
among generic green acres, 
which swathed across Highland Manor 
analogous to petty coat...

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Shape Of The Nation (an oval precaution)

News outlets draw the line at racism
Pencil gray, color blind and crayons ready
Fantasies replace triangles, circles and square deals

Pentagons, hexagons, octagons where born to serve
Here today gone tomorrow with...

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("Gravity's Rainbow", 2017, original encaustic)

The Endless River Flows

Everywhere sheep being led to slaughter
Everywhere the innocent seduced
Everywhere someone crying
While another looking up 
Into open skies
As unspoken questions arise unbidden

These are the times of change and revelation
As...

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If I shave with Occam’s razor
I will only grow a gross beard;
And all my scientific friends
Will think that I am truly weird.

If I want a small feline pet,
Should I adopt Schrodinger’s cat?
Will its fur be...

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giant worm infestation in my mind tonight
climbing up, simultaneously climbing down
engineering side rivaling artistic relief

bubbly puffy grayscale creatures 
sectioned in rounded compartments
their fat butts showing, striped and round
climbing up and climbing down

In two’s and three’s...

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All the whores in Frankfurt
made me sad, even
when it looked like they
were having a good time.
She said, "Don't get so drunk
     next time, baby."
and turned away
     ...

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Tangled tendrils
Of my life…
Convoluted M.C. Escher stairways
That led nowhere
Slow motion replays
Sodden dreams
Time ticking, sliding

But to grasp on
And truly live
With childlike abandon
Memories of grandeur
So potent I can still
Taste them
Their sweet juices still linger
At the corner of...

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Alt music serenades an aromatic algebra;
delicious, bitter, subtle notes served black.
We dance the math - I swipe, she smiles,
equations we don't know we've become. 

She measures quanta 
in these mathematical grounds, a coffee shop 
where...

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a day
like any
other day
like today
is like yesterday
was like and like what
tomorrow will be just like

but 
that means
of all the unlimited
multiverses everything
is exactly like all the unlimited
multiverses any and everywhere
so it seems all is the same...

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not stalking
just watching
over you as you
sleep not shaking
or trying to awaken

for i'm hoping that i'm
there and not wanting
to end myself while
being with you so 
i choose to be

where i'm at
on real soil not
that of a...

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Three fourteen am
out of control, no car brakes
kinda hard to breathe.

Remember that house?
Stairs, attics, grand pianos
Rather Escherish*

Six forty five now
Day awaits conformity
Until next time, dreams.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Written by Nancy Jones and her metronome at naptime on August...

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Mona Lisa hovers to the stadium
Since legs and arms abandoned her
Sporting an Escher painting strange
Upon her face below the eyes

Unrecognized by paparazzi types
She floats above the football masses 
Sad because she has no feet to...

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