Long Godforsaken Poems

The oldest man I’ve ever known was Harvey Lee Kaneeble. And at the age of 
one-o-six…(in nineteen forty-five)… 
Some of those who really got around had speculated - Harvey might have actually been the oldest...

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This is very close to a true story...


My wife and I were sitting in a real old high school gym, halfway up the bleachers, at a small town antique sale, 
When, just behind us, we...

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It was somewhere in Cambridge, when the amalgam of substances 
began to cloud our judgment. 
The changes were between vague and blatantly obvious, but 
we were masters at this terrifying craft. 
A small dose of...

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Some days I wake up 
Brush my teeth with anxiety 
And braid my hair with pain
There are days I chafe at my dark skin
As insults burn holes in my heart as I walk in
The school...

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Turn the cold shoulders
Turn the other cheek

I don’t care
Yeah, I don’t care
Anymore…
About anything, everyone and everything…
I’m engaging in encouraging sports in my mind’s eye
I am a confident guy, yet I act so damn shy
Reduced me...

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Dear God,                                 ...

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I was born married to the master of subservience,
      fell in love with the master of somnolence.
           
I dissolved Reality,...

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A God-forsaken city
Dictated by incompetent people
Though characterized by secret frowns 
Lying in wait for a beautiful day
Please resurrect one from the ashes of the past
Growing like grass is the sense of melancholy
While innocence dies like...

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This sort of horrible tragedy actually happened in America's Civil War -


Despite the soft and tepid breeze, the day felt cold and mean,     
As I became a witness to the foulest...

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Once
these corridors 
echoed with life
a citadel for restoration
of body and mind
a bastion of promise
for the tormented
to the outside world
it had many names
Forest Lawn Sanitarium
was its Nome de plume

I--- simply called it--- home

In its day
it was...

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"Sweet child in time,
you'll see the line
the line that's drawn between
good and bad"

Having cold sweats again in this godforsaken ninety degree heat. Shivering uncontrollably. God, what I'd do for a warm comforter right now. Zombies...

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The notorious Jones gang had robbed the bank in town
And as they made their escape a man was gunned down
It was Bill the mayor and he'd tried to stop the gang
I'd been walking by the...

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The Messiah you see painted on the ceilings of your churches and on the floors of the convenience stores on the corner are me--I know that you’ve wished for a better savior in the past...

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I stand here, cold and lonely, on this godforsaken mountain,
That stretches from the tiny valley, lying far below,
To well within the clouds of gray that float before my eyes,
And ponder on the life that I...

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I came here only but once
And that was not long ago
Hunger had brought me here
And I went my way satisfied
And fully determined to return

When I walked up the stairs
From the parking lot below
I was hungry...

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I was sitting along 
In a godforsaken bar 
Somewhere on the lunatic fringes 
Of society 
 
On the bad part of town 
Over by railroad tracks  
Heading to hell 
As fast as I could...

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NOTE: I don't find the time, neither do I have much inclination, to write a great deal these 
days. However, the occasional new piece gets composed, and this is one. I would like to take...

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The hardships of my life
Are like a clump of maggots digging through my skin
They are deep within...
How do I inspect them? Where do I begin
When I am in profound distress and sin?

I’m infected…but yet You...

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PART I.

I.
each night...
I think about the moment when we'll vanish 
on the doormat of an empty house
because I know some day they will come - 
the malignant conquistadors and their moon colored hounds
when this century...

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When the darkness finally consumes the remnants of my mind
Oh the broken pieces
They struck the floor this morning at dusk
Cutting my toes
Leaving butter and blood to intermingle
Like cutting away at human flesh
To match this unreachable...

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Every man has a mission
An objective
To carry out the orders of the commanding officer
What will be the plan after this war is over?
Shall we begin anew?
Can we place this ugly Godforsaken place behind us?
We all...

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??????GASTON GLOCK THE GUNSMITH GOES HOME??????
 
Gaston Glock, the genius gunsmith,
The gun guy behind mysterious myth
And the groundbreaking Glock handgun,
Produced the glock gun but now gone.4

What a grand grandeur idea granulated.
Gaston Glock's genius granted 
Global...

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She still and always will out source my travels,
remains in my retina - a tender photograph.
She-cloud, fuzzy and dark. I perceived her
on her godforsaken corner - was she on drugs?

Was she a nightwalker, runaway, bruised
and...

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While Skye danced free among daisies and daffodils, cloaked in mink
Unwary daydreams of a princess in exuberance singing and dawdling
Damsel snatched in two hufflewinks and one rinkydink tiddlywink

The wicked sorceress on her fiercest dragon, captured...

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It started on his first day of school
I was promptly labelled dunce and fool 
For being a lefty guess I wasn't cool
The yardstick across the fingers 
Left bruises to the heart that still lingers
Learn to...

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