Long Gnaws Poems

These are prophetic poems and apocalyptic poems ...



The Vision of the Overseer’s Right Hand
by Michael R. Burch

“Dust to dust ...”

I stumbled, aghast,
into a valley of dust and bone
where all men become,
at last, the same color...

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No One
by Michael R. Burch

No One hears the bells tonight;
they tell him something isn’t right.
But No One is not one to rush;
he lies in grasses greenly lush
as far away a startled thrush
flees from horned owls...

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Placed seventh in
Consciousness Correction Poetry Contest 
Sponsored by Unseeking Seeker

 
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I
The beggar outside the supermarket
You swore was picked up later
In a flashy car
Sat there in the sun for 8 hours
While you pissed & moaned
All the way home
To your bookless
Mausoleum 
With a chlorinated pool
Where one day...

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Blanked out
Blanket bliss...
I pout and doubt
And all dat 'n diss
I'm not spic and span
I'm not fine and dandy
Rollercoaster my blues
I have some news...
scrambled with clues 
Wearing diffarant (being arrogant and different) shoes 

All I said
All...

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Oh God, you must know what I’m missing out on
Though at times I am not really sure,
If it’s possibly not inconvenient “in Truth”
Might You help me discover the cure?

My loneliness never does leave me alone,
Though...

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TRUE ...

You know not those dark
Places, mine, the dull, black
Chasms that hold a mind
When it's bare - stark and

Keen and cold ... when it's
Left with itself for time
Unquenchable, out of the
Streams of consciousness

And normality, scraped...

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For mature readers…

I wonder if you think of me every single moment of every single day
Oh my, if only I wouldn’t doubt and wish you’d wash away my dismay
I desire your lovingkindness amongst my own...

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The Silent Killer

The silent stealthy cancer
Creeps and spreads inside
With no warning it's deadly rancour
When it strikes none can abide

Relentlessly eating through and through
As remorseless as a snake
Crushing muscle, bone and sinew
While asleep and while awake

No...

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I whisper “I'm so sorry.”
Then I remember that grammar rule –
“I'm sorry,” I repeat.
And your head drops and you say, “It's okay.”
You look up and I see from your eyes
that it's not okay.
I feel terrible...

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For I feared all the way down to the bones of my soul, and wish only to go home. But the light of the lord spoke once more. Show this man the children of woe....

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we squeeze in the moment, breeze by the apartment of gore, go to the store with a nail and a 2x4 , flip the sign on the door, excuse yourself coz you're poor and ignored...

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“Even though I walk through the darkest valley,
                I will fear no evil, for you are with me;
  ...

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It’s a recurring thought–
Over and over again–
echoing in my head,
Bouncing back and forth,
Reeling up and down like a Yo-yo,
Like a boomerang that keeps coming back,
Like a song stuck in your head,
A thought that gnaws at...

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It’s a recurring thought –
Over and over again –
Reverberating in my head,
Bouncing back and forth,
Reeling up and down like a Yo-yo,
Like a boomerang that keeps coming back,
Like a song stuck in your head,
A thought that...

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I stepped into the shower and as the water trailed down my back..
Left alone with my thoughts again, I felt myself collapse.
I know there's no use spilling tears over what is past,
But every time i'm...

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the tears quietly leave my eyes
but their path does not seem
to have a rhyme or reason
and they have no destination
no purpose but to outline
my ‘self-imposed misery’
with glistening and watery pain

i want to cry
every hour of...

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" LAKESIDE" LAUN NIOSES AND " BIG KNUCKLE" TRYST HESSLER
WERE VICTORIUS IN A TAG BOUT AGAINST
GALBITRON TU M'AIMES AND " THE spotLIGHT" BRENT SPINNER

 A SCIENTIFIC CLASSIC SAW
" THE WORLDS FINEST" JEFFREY GRANT
  ...

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Oh Spirit What Have This To Do With Me?

Asleep or wake I do not know, but the voice I heard said let us go. There is so much to see before the rising sun. Away...

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A steel sky, wan and dull, littered
	With ragged clouds and
		bitter dregs of a world girding for
	Sleep
		But no rest
by day, draws a frame over grim roofs and vapid doorways.
Indolent breezes rustle debris past shuffling feet of
	Staggering...

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In loving memory of Silly

The ominous clouds brew, icy darkness looms,
Evil cackle flashes sparks of its menacing fangs,
Sinking them deep into my soft yellow downy,
Yanking me apart, leaving me naked and lonely.

I shiver, tremble and...

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the sick sun returns to die my stomach stings squirms and burns eternity is calling out a warm meal my jaw tenses up the breath goes into my swollen throat a lady bug crawls on...

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Her black stilettos
Graze the cracking pavement, the concrete
Exhausted
Through years of constant contact
Neglected.
They click rhythmically-
Her routine on this avenue well rehearsed,
Every footstep tonight
Falls with the same 
Deliberation
As last night.
The moon, barely crescent-shaped tonight,
Smirks with unbearable cruelty,
Tomorrow...

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What do I do, my soul inquires, abandoned in the shadow of the moment,
When the call to move forward is incessantly declared wrong.
My options are as hazy as dreams shattered at the dawn of day,
My...

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They don’t care about you and me 
They don’t feel the need to offer courtesy
They upset everybody

Our interaction with bureaucracy of any kind
Is often a stumbling block
In having our needs fulfilled

Nothing riles us as bad...

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