Long Glands Poems

Year One -

Tell me Eve,
does this Garden have everything we need,
do you think the walls are too tall,
are the gatekeepers reasonable, tolerable, right about it all,
what did Lilith know, where did she go
far past the...

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Oasis
by Michael R. Burch 
 
for Beth
 
I want tears to form again
in the shriveled glands of these eyes
dried all these long years
by too much heated knowing.
 
I want tears to course down
these parched cheeks,...

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Ugg and Ogg, on a rock they sat.
 The pair were in hiding from the sabred cat.
 They had hunted for a whole week long.
 But, recently it had all gone wrong.

The ladies were waiting...

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My friends go to Brighteon.com when in site type in Healthy Athletes collapsing/Dying after the Jab.   Protesting will continue. This video shows you how people after being vaccinated are dropping dead.  I...

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Boob jobs and bomb jobs

Sisters in arms those tits and those weapons of massive 
destruction sex and death go together in dynamics
thermodynamics psychodynamics fused on the playground 
of this life of this poem on which...

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Remorseless sweaty palms

despite being prescribed glycopyrrolate.

Though the angst riddled psyche of mine crafted youth, long since receded, ebbed in the past, infringement, impingement, and indecent wracking wrath of mental illness, that even as a middle...

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Everyone nose, especially Al R. Gee, I haint no otolaryngologist

Nonetheless this bard arse 
videre licet punster mocker feels gratitude
courtesy Kaitlyn Gilsenan, PA-C
a moost deal height full medical technician
without cerumen eye zing
September 27th, 2024 'ere
and thank...

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The sun burst out from underneath the clouds
Ploughing through the merry crowd
The impact of nature is closing in 
sucking the joy  from within
Trucks and cars  littered the streets
Adding more pain to  the...

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MEMORIES OF WAR 


In prison we turmoiled 
packed up cards to fall 
whilst they sucked 
genitals like bonbons 
a quartz on a table
gleamed its knowing

War torn ghettos with 
swollen stomachs 
stretched wide, auras 
shattered, splintered...

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As Mother Teresa words Echo with in My Mind.
So,"You can not save The World,Then save Just One."
This is not about Me Anymore My Friends,indeed.
It is about the Existence of To Be or not To Be...
It...

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Cockroaches are generalized insects with few special adaptations. Most are the size of a thumbnail, but they can be as big as 3.8 inches and weigh 30 grams. Their largest wingspan is 7.3 in. They are...

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Every day you awake you need to give thanks, I am the past
and the present; You are the potential.
I am the essential.
You are the future; I am the now!
I am the reality in that order...

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Everyone nose, I haint no otolaryngologist

Nonetheless this bard arse feels gratitude
courtesy Laurence V. Cramer, D.O.
without cerumen eye zing
May 17th, 2022 'ere
and thank dog guardian angels,
who find me continually blessed
regarding audiological sense to hear,
whereby faculty sound...

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A Vain Word
by Michael R. Burch
 
Oleanders at dawn preen extravagant whorls
as I read in leaves’ Sanskrit brief moments remaining
till sunset implodes, till the moon strands grey pearls
under moss-stubbled oaks, full of whispers, complaining
to the...

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Sebaceous glands connected to follicles secrete an oily substance called sebum

With a title deeply rooted
in subject matter iterated above
invariably makes for hair raising poem,
though I immediately attest said material
constitutes atypical topic
the writing process (with intent
to...

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You think your life's so rushed?
You've never been literally flushed,
or frozen and really crushed.
I've been through all a thousand times,
maybe more if you read between the lines.
My names 'Rob' and i'm a raindrop,
how my journey...

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“Spilt Milk”



Warm milk 
before bedtime
spilt before sleep

The salty tear
in a body of work 
along the dark line kissed

steamed open
like an envelope
secrets laid bare

reveling in whispers
moist lipped, barely contained 
lovers and their conspiracies

pulses felt 
quills dipped...

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The sun rises on silky dunes that look like breasts. 
You are lost in the desert,
The air is dry and sandy residue explores your crevices.
Peripatetic genetrix,
Protector of sublime gifts passed on,
Heart of a warrior,
A duty...

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how the  else you going to progress
if you don't Sherlock Holmes the mirror
look what we've become
men hunting each other
for sport money and babes
an insane ability to believe anything
and that's all there is to it
you...

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She turns from side to side in the mirror
As she critiques her body
Comparing it to the fashionista standard size 2 
So far she’s found at least 6 imperfections
Blaming it on the food that she ate
She...

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Opposing blades split artery walls,
 like slender ubbraided reddish hairs.
Scrutinizing concealed glands
 before a motion picture camera.

Meat to overcome oppisition,
 distressing persistance of control.
Sideshow characters resembling their reputation,
 pungent expressions of their slang.
Progress feeds the...

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No roof no mood flat affect
Glances empty no space for sorrow
Small rucksack to collect  
No tears to borrow

A sloppy flute
A black and white photo
Of a young boy now mute 
Carpe Diem his motto

Dreamy alone...

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Sensing the atmosphere for omens.
Signs of impending, cusp and verge.
I ping and curl, scrape to drudge up-
internal program and hit send 
and hope for good vibes return "not the end."

I have become a lightless diode.
A...

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See jakalman standing in bushes with mammary glands looking like a pregnant lion, it is roaming the hills looking for prey and all the animals has to get out of the way and mount the...

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Tomorrow comes, and lo and behold
WMD, Weaponry -  Middle East stranglehold
Chemical Scuds, conventional too
What will Saddam's madness do.

Visions of - Gulf No 1
Burning wells under our lovely sun
OPEC panic, its not their day
Millions of...

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