Long Fluorescents Poems

You can try your might
You can run all night
What's done in the dark will come out in the light
It can be messy
Pathetic 
Distorted 
Corroded 
Be ready to flight 
But what's done in the dark always...

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Last Call
	
	This is where I feel at ease. Senses heightened subtly by the mixture of light and darkness. The night time lights; bar lights, street lamps, flashing fluorescent advertisements, candle light, moon light; nights are...

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We Are One (Nigeria Remix)

Ever seen an eagle feeding like a vulture?
Dignity trampled on, where corruption is a culture?
Darkness threatens her future, cause of her shapeless structure 
it’s saddening 'cause she’s been richly blessed by...

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The subway station heaves with muffled noise,
The shuffle of countless feet against the grime,
I am aware of unfounded disdain,
Coursing between strangers in the city's bowels.

The ancient fluorescents blink in yellow strobe,
Casting faint light on self-assuring...

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They handed me the scalpel like a crown- 
Queenship of the pail and prostrate.
I ascended my throne of sterile steel,
The body laid bare, my unwilling courtier. 
Death they said was merely a textbook.
I nodded, pencil...

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darkness invites
bringing out the self that matters
(free of all the chicanery brought on by daylight)
inside the lit candle light
(painting only part of the face, allowing a subtle beauty
illustrated like standing neath’ the full moon)
flickering &
with...

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"Where does it hurt?"
She asks, clipboard like a shield,
pen cocked like a firing pin.
"Here," I say,
pointing to the silence just beneath my ribcage.
Not the lungs. Not the liver.
The place where sorrow goes to calcify.

They send...

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Thrift Store Foreshadowing
                              by Odin Roark

Inventory...

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There, on a sill of contentious decisions
Glass shards sit waiting a wavering hand
Reflective the memories wrapped ‘round the curtains
Lost in a pane that she can’t understand

Chilled calls the breeze through a jagged eviction
Scenting the air...

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In the bleeding shadows threading queer and deft
Along and above corridors painted white and green,
Fluorescents flickered in their moth-brushed bowls,
And the madness and sweet anguish seethed unseen.
It was felt in the bones of the new...

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If you have them for me
If they are in you to give
Then give them to me...
If I've been good
Or, at least you thought I was good
Give them...
I receive them humbly and wholeheartedly
Don't hold 'em
For if...

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Well, we spent a couple of nights in an all-night laudramat somewhere east of Marble Arch.   We had completely run out of money during that phase of our London experience.  At least...

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The hands on the clock make a perfect ‘V’ now
As I watch from the rigid green chair.
He sits next to me, eyes narrowed, foot tapping.
Opposite, a bald headed man winces.
The child in the corner cries...

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