Long Fixating Poems

"Salvage"


Salvage the fixating salvation 
unfurling from the wreckage
of a numb world twisted inside
treasure climbs swimming 
the ladder from the deep of all things 
reaching upwards travelling in a new time
of melting morpheme moments overlapping 
dissolved...

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OK class, now listen up and down,
in and out,
said Professor Fuller Watts,
professing political philosophy 404.

We begin with a deductive
reductive
universal objective lesson,
then spread out across inductive intuition
unitarian inside/outside formation 
and self/other-governing intelligence
through co-mediating mind/body gratitude.

I will...

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Cybersurfing netizen flounders...
analogous to a fish out of water

Ever since being a little gull hubble buoy,
I bobbed (while donning square pants)
like spongy flotsam and jetsam at sea.

Now as one decrepit
humble lumpenproletariat neopoet,
I experienced existence
with pronounced...

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I don’t mind your hurt in my heart
I don’t mind you, tearing all of me apart
Wipe my tears away for your sake alone
I don’t need your help; I can do it on my own

I don’t...

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O to be the humble horizon
that slumbers in restlessness,
I grieve not for the magnolias
that withered amidst
cruel claws of chaotic cravings.
I weep for the serene 
   wildflower whispers
that once upon a blood moon
were lost...

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I don’t mind your hurt in my heart
I don’t mind you, tearing all of me apart
Wipe my tears away for your sake alone
I don’t need your help; I can do it on my own

I don’t...

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Snowflakes adorn blurry morn, gently, gently trickling down 
As salted streets are turning brown across this weary town
While tilting trees blow wheeze of breeze in throe of snow
In aerial dance of wintry woe, as tips...

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~ (~) I believe now... am being-shown; "The plague of the heart is the-very... buried-yes-the-very-
truth/proof of hate's indifference, blind tendentiousness keeping it well pruned; feeding its 
root." (~) ~ 


~ (~) The eyes spilling over...

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Bleak existence portrayed,
nonetheless this (baby 
boomer) hybrid dreamer
oft times evocative 
edenic reveries bekiss
mine psyche with pastoral trappings
evoking utopian bliss

on par with drawing 
winning lottery ticket,
which fantasy I quickly dismiss,
where dolorous voices within me hiss
mocking pipe...

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Das dada = codified bonafide anachronism

me thoughts infused
with thom hankering for yesteryear
circa antebellum i.e.
American Civil War era veer
rilly, teetering, smoldering, rumbling
upon iniquitous tier

United States greenacres crossroads
with petticoat junction spear
ritually hexed courtesy anti abolitionists
pitted against unfair
slavery,...

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Despair awakens in this barren world,
Like a long sleeping serpent,
Opening it's large orb-like eyes,
Illuminating the darkness that surrounds it.

Fixating it's gaze upon the golden light,
That seems to pierce through the stained glass,
Sketching a darkened shadow,
Across...

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........jiggle clumsily; post halter-
behind braids- busy in evacuation of the cool pool water,
like a carefree bull in the field.
Her eyes sharp and cruel, unyielding to the faulter.
Fixating on a fool, 
one caught looking,
looking around in...

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solely reduced to communicate
via my choice online mode
     (ease of use preference
     via Facebook Messenger), candidate

said Modus Operandi aye find tubby great
even though this papa doth hate
to...

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The ants and the beetles were all celebrating
As I wed the spider that I had been dating
And soon sixteen legs would be consolidating
I could say eighteen but that’s exaggerating

But all of a sudden the ground...

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Just outside his window,
moonlight turns the pounding rain
¦¦ into gems that glitter on the grass
Crouching, with his face 
mere inches from the lower pane,
¦¦ he fogs up the bottom of the glass

He's been acting strangely
for...

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Imagine in crown, an ethereal hole,
a portal linking us to vastness of space,
wherein formless presence, or what we call soul,
brings back to form the outpourings of God’s grace,
manifest as bliss mists that make us feel...

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I watch them grow through the lens of my device,
Each victory won in spite of pain,  
Every moment of tears turns to laughter,  
And the loud crowds echoing on stages  
Always jolt...

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Removal of redundant stone
won't always procreate in sculpture

fixating smile
I'm disintegrating on silicate particles

words planted dams
through my respiratory system
so I can't hide infested clay mold under my breath

pressing that finger between my eyes
won't deprive me of...

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Amplifying vehemence of thunder, roaring on skyline ablaze,
Lightning strikes, shattering clouds, sparkling scorching haze,
Blasting dry, sunstruck meadows, drenching thirsty terrain,
Gushing streams, rushing thrust ferocious of turbulent rain.

In realms of dimming yonder, trees whirl, shake, and...

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The curvature of her body   The sculpting of her mind
A chicane       With an Edge
Purposed to find

This river twisted they failed to quest
For the flow of an essence,...

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He’s the best friend of democracy’s worst enemy ...
spinning white lies, treasonous yarn
Red coat ruby lipstick speak;
seditious bellow larceny,
crafty cerulean sound bytes of ruble treachery

Bennie Arn,
firebrand fox with the silver coin tongue
Got those oval eyes...

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He had blue eyes,
and each time I passed,
they pierced me.  

I notice the details.
An odd thing I do. 
Fixating on the minutia and wondering. 

He wore robes.
The one under, white.  
The one on...

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His hands were made of Joy and when he touched her face
light bursts, breaching her skin, burning holes through paper skies.

Years laid like bricks in his eyes–sturdy stacks of life surviving in copper fields.
Her porcelain...

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this task to write thee (whom papa dust envy) difficult, 
   though aye selflessly assigned
thy beautiful daughter, whose sunny countenance 
   doth doubly (even donning sunglasses) blind
how charming, fixating, intoxicating...
 ...

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HIM

I REMEMBER
OH SO WELL
THE FIRST TIME I SAW YOU
IN THAT ONE SPLIT MOMENT 
WHEN I FELL HELPLESSLY 
FOR A MAN WITH NO NAME

I REMEMBER HOW MY
EYES WENT WIDE
UPON SEEING YOUR SWEET FACE
FIXATING ON ONLY YOU
BLOCKING...

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