Long Gutteral Poems

               In the glade of sallowed comparisons
           as told by the...

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A new day perhaps, of immeasurable tin, sound of din
A hurricane noise, a thrall of riotous cuts, although thin
The blood-curdle choke of rage from before
Now purchased like plasma from the needle store
Go hump yourself, If...

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Soul Sounding


I have felt my soul
    Solid
Within me
 Lighten,
      Ascend
          Into God’s focus

  Into communion 
 ...

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Remains of the Day
Sometimes one has to fail: or live with a constant search for a something-someone-somewhere. Then fail. Or take more years dreaming of that old flame or the new hottie you espyed in...

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"Alpha Mnemonic"



Word
Image
without the image
no word

Language
a disease
communicable 
by mouth

Alpha from brain
Omega passed 
on her tongue
to yours

Ancient codex
genetically kissed
dispersed with
music intonation

gutteral 
romantic
cerebral 
never rehearsed

language
a virus formed
Mnemonic
from where exactly,

Within? 

ad lib
ad lucem
ad libitum 

from somewhere
other birthed
codex ancient
Alpha alien

genetic
hive...

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The river smells like damp cotton this morning,
the weather has been so complimentary to our exertions
frost invades the nights nicely and soft sunshine comforts our faces in daytime,
we have been averaging 26 miles per day...

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Ohhhhh Electic touch shock my body awake
Arched back and gutteral moans
Shivers sweep my skin like circling tongues
Ohhhhh scream beautiful wild sounds
I can not lie still, nor think
Thoughts escape me and I - I - I...

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storm, weight of rain sloshes
o’er the sides of the acrylic tub
thunder of strobe, eyes blinking
slashes of screams, disaster —
utterance of lips, gutteral
door jammed, eye to eye contact
with the lion and lamb; the owl
on heights of...

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The days are long and unproud, they brood...
  and please not the weary soul wearying in its wake;
  when gnashing snow and rain bite
  cold and bitter nights ---
  smite the...

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~OF AN MIDNIGHT BLACK~


'TWAS TH' DARK'ST OF NIGHTS,BOURNE OF AN UN~HOLY EVE...
AS BLACK~FALL SEALED IT'S WOMB,TH' MOURNING SKY HAD SLIT IT'S VEINS
AN VENOMOUS MIST SPAT ASP'LY,'GAINST TH' PANES OF MINE HAUNT
OF NO QUESTION I CONFIRMED,THIS...

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Bhami
          Slow down take a run




Wobbly—?dribble?— dabble addled eye balls gawking at.. what is that? First encounter of the second kind

Clanging?—?clinging?—?cloistering—?changin colours in daytime
Running lights off...

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Bhami
          Slow down take a run




Wobbly—?dribble?— dabble addled eye balls gawking at.. what is that? First encounter of the second kind

Clanging?—?clinging?—?cloistering—?changin colours in daytime
Running lights off...

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             In a corner of the mind remembered 
by everyone, 
when it happens, keeping time, 
with deja vuic depths 
of the trace- of...

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Grief lasts for a little while.
Its hurt does beguile.
Nightmare’s fog released, ‘where am I’
A torrential fracture of the sky.

Indeed the steps, you can’t deny,
as you’re not ready to say goodbye.
You still feel the hand you...

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I cant seem to move from this place

The scratching down the hall persists

Its as if the dark thing were inching itself closer

Its blood stained teeth digging themselves into the stone

Dragging itself forward

Its gutteral growl 

a...

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Rescue me from all these lies
Drench me not with your goodbyes
Do not deceive me with your lullabies
Oh wow, how time ticks by and flies

Rescue me from all these lies
Your love is like two burnt pies
I...

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If I suffer from an affliction 
If I stutter
If my grammar is gutteral 
If the words I utter
Failed English at School
Sorry I am not cool
Pity me or the fool
Who uses education as tool
To dismiss what...

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Something creeps through my room
in the dead of night
hovers in the air
but out of sight
Whispers I hear
a strange gutteral sound
wind swept curtains
swirling 'round and around
is it my imagination 
or do they laugh at me
sending chills...

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Breath deep,
Close your eyes,
A grown man seldom cries.

Hold it in,
Bow your head,
Before first tear is shed.

Turn around,
Hide your face,
Find an isolated place.

Close the door,
Lock it fast,
Finally, alone at last.

Break down,
Let it out,
Begin with a long...

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Kneeling, rainsoaked in the Garden
Begging for Gods pardon
A low gutteral moan
 Emerges from his soul
No longer whole
Mankind stripped of his presence
Because of his offence
No more walks in the cool of the evening
No more blessings from...

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