Long Excretions Poems

We have the more authoritative
orthodox
scriptural GoldenRule view,
unrealistically presented by matriarchal Holy Spirits
of AnimaMundi:
Do unto others
as you would have others
do unto EarthTribe cooperative resident you.

Then we have the more shadow side,
not quite so golden,
more irresponsible WinLose...

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It was a long journey and Martha’ flood gates had been closed for far too long

Altona Station and the 1.01 expected from Hannover was nowhere near in time

In her mind the intricate roof of the...

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gauntlet of mirrors transparency personified
transparency personified when the curtain falls
in an arena of quick sand and impromptu judgement

the stage was well set though actually
it presented itself as rather empty
epic theatre art form at its vacant...

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I cannot sleep. There is no more chicken noodle soup.
My breathing treatment worked two seconds.
I am carrying around an aqua gallon bucket for a spit cup 
and it is slopping over.
Not of anything clear, but...

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I need clear blue rivers of life
to not always flow away from me,
in some direction
I can't
or won't
go right now.

I need green commitments to home
to feel mutually nurturing,
sheltering,
organic,
peaceful,
cooperatively engaging 
in nonviolent communion,
co-passionate integrity
of sacred emergent space.

I...

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Oh my goodness,
what humans are willing to bare
to attract...

Beyond, the mock and mocking bareness
lies the convoluted angst of man,
pleasure seeking, in a self gratifying
wallow of excretions.

The need to roll…down the road…in the hay

to move like...

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My heterodox heart abandoned and impaled,
By such beauty where kisses have been jailed…
Marooned by your love and escaping has failed,
Decomposing with my last breath echoic exhaled.

Imprisoned by lachrymose of your lascivious lance,
Intoxicated by illicit lust...

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Eyes pucker and swell
Erupting with tears
Of pleasure or joy?
But who is to know?
The quivering lips
And trembling hands
Equipped with cotton
To swab the overflowing
Excretions from eyes and nose
Of pleasure or joy?
Is it for me to be 
The...

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Went to pick a bone all I found was fossils               															 Lost within Smithsonian's flood colossal 	  															  A...

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Jack-o-lantern alley lit the way
to the elaborate haunted house.
Full of cobwebs and slimy excretions of gray
Left behind by more than one messy mouse.

It smells like mice a trick-or-treater said.
She looked fearful as she looked up...

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