Long Fetuses Poems

History
as we shall see
is inevitably 
win/win felt revolutionary resonant
more powerfully experienced
than win/lose evolution 
thought theoretically resilient.

Technology of YangNature,
like ecology of sacred YinNurture
begins with regenerative secular tools
for Yang's original EarthPatriotic intentions

As seen and felt
in seasonal choreography,

Economies...

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Warning: Barely Closeted Monsters Lurk Here!

Religious freedom’s what’s at stake! True monsters wage this war!
God’s told THEM (1) just when life begins (so faith that differs SIN)!
My Bible does not say, does yours? Raise hands...

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AEONIA-
   AEONI-
      AEON-

Vestal purity, all men succumb- the Virgin whose eyes stare silver beams- crystallizing his very soul. He,  and all who gaze upon she.

  ...

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My pregnant psyche labors over words
and somber fetuses embalmed in ink.
A restless scribble knots my burdened nerves
with these encrypted ciphers I can't grasp.
Interpretations drip from severed tongues,
absurd perceptions form a distant mood.

My prying, inquisition probes...

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I’m sick of hearing that guns don’t kill --
Without an assault-style weapon in his hand
no bullets would have been fired in Uvalde, Texas.
Nineteen children would be alive and happy;
Two fine teachers would be grading papers!

Trample...

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Plucked flower once clumsily graced a girl's curls,
Now crushed in the wake of her ascending swirls,
Comfort be gone as bees hold dust for another,
Swarms of butterfly's doth aimlessly hover,

      ...

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We come
Those of us who make it through
That tenuous canal
Fraught with more peril
Than ever before
Compliments of those
Who deem us
Mere jetsam
To be jettisoned
For any whim
In any month
Of the nine
Combined with normal exigencies
Create a journey
Which is both
Physically
And...

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ARE YOU RIBBING ME

GIVE us back our rightful place
Matriarchal society - was not broken- when you fixed it -
you need to stop playing games with yourself.
When western heathenism became patriarchal--
the feminine energy was still ruling--
We...

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We aborted the Christ a long time ago
What with the successive thousands of gentle fetuses strangled.
Stop stop! Why lament? Let not the wind be rankled
By thy silly bleats and unbaked ego.

Thee killed the Christ
Thee impeded...

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Plucked flower once clumsily graced a girls curls,
Now crushed in the wake of her ascending swirls,
Comfort be gone as bees holds dust for another,
Swarms of butterfly's doth aimlessly hover,
Yes, it was a bothersome thing,
It will...

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lottery tickets and scratch offs cause nothing but litter and
make the poor poorer and the rich state richer
prayer is not allowed in schools yet the money which
builds them says in God We Trust on it
the...

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Abortionists are heroes in this Christian's book of man,
They save a fetus from a Hell that 'Christians' seem to plan!
A mother left to fend for self, with rapist's child to raise,
While many who claim Christian...

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(In Tudu Hospital in the former Saigon,
several hundred dead babies have been
preserved in formaldehyde.  They are
hideously deformed as a result of their
mothers having been contaminated by
Agent Orange, a chemical diffused in
Vietnam as part of...

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I Had a sick vision;
all the aborted blastopore, blastula, embryo’s
and limb budding fetuses irradicated this year so far
we’re making their slow painful way
past the Supreme Courts.

Some carried clusters of not-differentiated cells
in their undeveloped arms,
most were...

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1.
My grapefruit tanned
toothpicks
bow above
the five-day flattened
spot
in an olive shag carpet
tracing grandpa Leo's 
blueprint,
with one encapsulated
toe –
this is the femur, this is
the head,
this is the fist, the ring
finger, the soul.
I search for any blunt
white quivering slivers
of...

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There is no greater darkness now than the desert sun, 
…no sorer sight for her mournful eyes than this, 
An apocalyptic jumble of craters and rippling dunes, 
The corpses of skyscrapers, the fetuses of malls,...

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Teardrops born from
inflamed elated eyes.
Fetuses of euphoria
slips and slide down
thy cheeks for they
are genuine touch
that emblazon the
trail upon the abyss
of thy bosoms bare.
Come o thee, thy
desirous flames
and quench the
ardor of my thirst
that wanes in an
ancient...

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(This poem is political satire; 
don't read if you think you may 
be offended. No truth in any of it, 
considered by many to be 
tasteless -- Not meant to be taken 
factually nor literally...

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This is the great big world we will see.
It begins inside this hatchery.
Since Our Ford made it reality,
it has been home for both you and me.

These are the children of tomorrow.
Give them happiness without sorrow.
In...

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H ow many senseless murders
O rphans left by acts of war
W hich man will next receive orders
M aybe the world is tired of the gore
A nswer me if you can, is murder right
N ow tell,...

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Seeking a Truth 
The sewers under the abortion clinic 
is where successful rats live and only
the strongest survives. 

From the bland food of suburbia and
narrow minded excrements, unwilling
given back to the drains and nature. ...

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I mourn the worst sorrows. 
The shifty deception of 
gullible children and 
senile elders. 
The blindness to reality 
injected into many unlucky 
fetuses, the worlds of  
wonder they are born into, 
smiling and ready...

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With a million things to say, 
or nothing,
we are one.

You are my words-laden muse 
and partner in silence.

Silence we can slip into  
when my mistresses,
books
thoughts
moods, 
want attention,
you a person who loves
words 
and the spaces...

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