Long Homunculus Poems

Beneath the pall of an eldritch moon, 
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some wise men
of different bent, ilk,
orientation and time, 
then our own,
prescribed four spice yellow smoothie milk 
to fortify the virtues 
considered natural and proper
by their standards and rules of the game:
swaddling was à la mode
cuddling...

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Five lobes of the brain have we evolved
All doing different jobs but all intervolved.
And all these lobes, just mm thick
But still so unique and they do the trick.
This layer, as thin as can be
Cell bodies,...

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Earned to date,
nee absolute zero
academic bankable bragging rites
explained arduous, horrendous, onerous
agonizing, heartbreaking,
nerve wracking travails

hamstringing, hijacking, hobbling...
maximization of potential
e'er since yours truly
begat when ma dada
fired off his johnny rotten sex pistol
handy dandy blues clues unsheathed

ejaculated gun...

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The debate between free will and fate has taken a hard right
turn to neuroscience, Brodmann area 4 the primary motor
cortex of the brain located in the posterior frontal lobe
(the one cut out of the one...

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Shucking Evil In Favor Of Good...
(courtesy of tasseled colonel corny maise aye aire)

Challenge more difficult than threading
camel thru eye of needle, hence catchy title
scotched, and I aim to endeavor and steer
away from task surpassing 
defying...

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As a regular unleaded gaseous,
(i.e. papa's seminal afterthought)
begat male genetically wrought,
I valued myself as naught
with abilities pegged
at being average,

yours truly sought
to camouflage himself
ducked as if a scared mandrake,
and/or, who oft times
didst cower, and shrink wrought
mine...

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She’d kept the pewter dusted and displayed
since 1959.
A verdigris had leached out of the urn nevertheless
She had been hard on him, had forgiven little,
but felt much closer now.
The television became a corner coffin,
its screen a...

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On strange days
like these
baking cookies
is an arcane art.
 For it is winter outside
how we transform
the inside
into mystic summer.

For i know the golden ratio.
i have surrounded
myself with graduated cylinders
that recall the lore
of  cups and ounces.

Retorts...

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Billowed in black by my schizophrenic ponderings, these personalities are somehow resolute.

Within a matrix of survival; they coincide.

Fractals of quanta and wavelengths that fall from grace, will soon depict a Homunculus face.

Spanning out into oblivion...

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Let the Deicide commence.

You're a voyeur at best!
Your vampiric heart is beating out of your chest!
And you have slayed the ones whom would love you for anything less
Ready to consume the final fragments of innocence,
And...

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Long ago in the not too distant future, whence temporal tense was but a phase,
I found myself afloat inside my head, from where I feared I'd fall within its haze.

Trapped by the door on the...

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Ago I watched a woman coax
A fellow back from death.
Sand clung to the drowned
Man's shoulder, briny fluid
Dripped from clustered hair
Breath pushed lung to throat

In that moment inelastic life
Crashed back upon the dead
like a shadow tsunami
A...

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In our house divided
Serpent swallows its own tail
Hiding under eaves from caustic rainfall
Slithers from relentless hail

The herald’s horn blows empty
Bannerless with rusted brass
As a pathway twists to nowhere
Sunken boneway through dry grass

All the bluff and...

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Homunculus

you thought it would stay in one place
adopt a contented pose
lounge languidly by the fire without complaint 
nor ask for more than could be given

little did you know this thing 
had a mind of its...

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Emaciated test-tube mutations 
Raised apart in pristine distillations 
Conceived in dexedrine celebrations 
and the crazed, ecstatic inhalations 
of the professor’s choicest pheromones 

Right-angled, inverted, and star-spangled
Drained and dangled till their nerves were jangled
Nearly psychedelically strangled...

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Torchfire and brimstone heaven then rained down her might
Inch by inch, from within, without;  she ascended
Into being, breathing ; bathed in an eerie light
Humming energy, cacophony crescended

Distorted features and the body contortions
Backward motions propelling...

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