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Finding the marks indented on a rock
Exciting curious thoughts and insight
To peep into the facts of concern erudite ,
Construe something that might pleasantly shock
Or add to the inept thrills , though fallible ,
The scholar persuaded, and deduced at last ,
That it alluded to a remote ,and glorious past
Despite the inscribed symbols being illegible
Much time, labour and resource was spent
To excavate and pick any stray object, hoary
Or in tattered form and in scattered state ;
Great surmise , concoction and undue fancy lent ,
Brought forth a fain , puffy, padded out story :
Yet nothing worth remains to claim it great .....!
Who knew shredded paper...
alias confetti could be so much fun?
The misses took play therapy (hive
urgently got to tell thee)
to whole nother level,
she smartly, expertly,
deftly... didst contrive
at my expense - (to late),
when paramedics did arrive
abusive deadly torture,
I did not survive,
when she (Frau Abby) five
feet tall minus one inch
lobbed bajillion pounds
(analogous to many
a swarming beehive),
no matter I took strategic dive
buried yours truly alive
moments before perishing,
heard her banshee
cackling, hooting, kickstarting...
dancing spot on jive,
nonetheless mere seconds
before my demise did arrive
manage to scrawl illegible
plea broadcast across
icloud expansive ethereal
euphemistic hard drive
though unsure if
timely help will arrive
to resuscitate and revive
praying immediate por favor
very limited options more
or less absolute zero before
death be not proud doth score,
sad fate, I cannot ignore
salvation amidst desperation
doth tide dully shore
bolster faith no more
toward humanity - generally a bore,
maybe comeuppance,... thus I deplore,
premature demise grim reaper doth adore
yet perchance bottled message
throughout cyber sea reaches poor
or fabled lands i.e.
Zanzibar, Timbuktu, Bangalore...,
no especial rhyme nor
reason zee afore
saith place names mentioned
except they came to fore
front of noggin of this schnorrer
realizing United States marine corps
may also beg tubby enlisted,
viz search and rescue operations
even intervention papal monsignor
please communicate asap with pope,
now I bid thee good bye bonjour
beetle browed troubadour.
the scent of karma is knocking on my door
an envelope written in an ink of sloppy hope for chance
what died in december has become faded by february
what wilted in winter is trying saturate in summer
i once saw you as fresh and festive
now i see you as blah and bland
what descended in december has now become fateful by february
what waned in winter is trying to simulate in summer
the smell in reciprocation is melting with rounded roof of my foundation
a note written in a lead of illegible wishes for opportunity
what desimated in december has become fodder in february
what wandered in winter is trying to serenade in summer
the influence of you was once rich in nutrients
now the simple issuance of you is now rotting in replusiveness
the humidity of you used to cool the all of my senses
now the frigidity of you only suffocates the fondest memories of what once was
Manipulated with digital cigarettes
Withdrawals and a pair of shaking hands,
destroyed lungs and it’s hard to breathe;
Addiction could turn to extinction;
You’ve been warned;
Finessed;
Depressed and constantly binging;
Passing the time
counting down to the next feeding;
You’ve been warned;
Polarized social interactions,
not even asking for change;
Artificial social transactions,
nobody left has a pulse;
You’ve been warned ;
The Labels have become illegible;
I’m going to say what you’re afraid to,
do what you just talk about;
Start a trend and shut down ‘trending’,
before I’m forced to say
‘You were warned.’
It started off amiable
The exchange always amicable
They had a first date t’was unavoidable
Opted for a light lunch truly delectable
Somehow the conversation got questionable
His stories grew somewhat unbelievable
Tall tales quickly became inconceivable
She started finding him reprehensible
Highly doubted they were compatible
Pictured herself as becoming rather unavailable
But the twinkle in his eye was ultra lovable
She began wondering why his intentions seemed illegible
Suspected it was a front impregnable
Yet his heart deep down might be really valuable
After all it might not be so inaccessible
That gem inside might be attainable
So a little patience might be desirable
Because he wasn’t that detestable
There was a little something so adorable
Eventually things changed and became quite bearable
And then even pretty enjoyable
So much so she decided to make this bachelor ineligible
A ring soon made their commitment palpable
Now their love has become infallible
And married life is incomparable
AP: 2nd place 2025, Honorable Mention 2020
I can't live in mystery
I'm waiting with bated breath
Where and when I'll stand or fall --
The hour of my death --
The facts of life are meaningless
There is no moral code
There may or may not be another side
Til then, get outta the road
Go ahead
Explain it away
I can't take the riddles
Quit knocking on my door
Stop advertising free advice
It isn't what I came here for
S'posed to write an indispensable memoir
An illegible tome of shame
People keep on interrupting
Tomorrow, it'll be the same
The same old scrutinizing
The same old sphere of doubt
Some miracles are worth baptising
But they're the kind we tend to throw out
Explain it all away --
Tear the cathedral down
We're pining for something long since gone
You can sense it just by
Sense it just by
Sense it just by looking around
Go 'head,
Explain it away.
Schooled in hard knock sufferance... -
soulful scribe matt er fact - seeks solemn sanctuary
Despite always pledging
allegiance to the flag
academic performance traced, narrated,
graphed... unfavorable zigzag
vertical lined spikes across
x-axis and y-axis displayed
dramatically sharper increased crag
when promoted one grade to the next
how comprehension did lag
attributed to allocating, dag
gone nabbit budgeting, crafting... productive
time usage, plus an affirmative nod,
whereby yours truly did lallygag
evincing object lesson procrastination
study habits shucked off cuz mum did nag
obfuscation regarding illegible note taking
I moost definitely haint gonna brag.
Deplorable curriculum vitae
not hearty and hale
equals pathetic academic performance
now displeases me,
yours truly did wanna fail
no matter parents told me, I got smarts
severe psychological dissonance
affected this male
in retrospect,... a tell tale
sign everyday existence
arduous, horrendous, perilous...
lifelong struggle analogous to quail
caught between cross hairs
tis pointless foregone opportunities... assail
self pointless, hence no surprise
metaphor locked within jail.
Report cards highlighted
plethora weaknesses bred
teachers exhausted markers
especially black red
spent small fortune replacing
regarding this jughead,
who practically proved deficiencies
prevailed within his head
arising and undoubtedly stead
dully contributing living
antisocially he approximated
being gratefully dead.
Search for acceptance during harrow
wing during formative years absolute zero
earning michelin equivalent laughing stock,
where mummified pharaoh
each arose out sarcophagus (cue Thriller -
Michael Jackson), a hero
cash equalling cow Jackson 5 era
before disgraced pedofile,
now keeps company with Nero
roman around within underworld
plus disembodied spirit Clarence Darrow,
who scopes, karaokes,
moonwalks... with monkeys.
Sundry dead souls heave pens, gogol,
and trumpet like Donald duck,
their afterlife I envy mingling sui generis
versus yours truly down on his luck
dismal flying colors
analogous to mire and muck
no man iz an island, yours truly isthmus
squeezing thru narrow passing lane,
this bummer doth aimlessly truck
this late bloomer summoning forth
long suppressed pluck.
If my typing seems illegible some times
I tend slant it to the left or the right,
Forgive me if you cannot read it,
Let me know please don’t get up tight.
See I was born with this left-handedness,
And I am not to blame.
I take after by poor old dad,
Who suffered from it just the same.
It is all to do with how you place your key board,
I face mine left instead of straight in front of me.
This gives the letters a right hand slant,
Look closely at the screen and you will see.
So now if your eyes have gone all squint,
And you’ve read and done all I ask.
Then you just as insane as me,
For this insanity test you can give yourself a pass.
freedom lies with a shattered grace
stumbling toward atomic mythology
where answers have their sins washed
brilliantly bright as suns dyeing skin off-
colors of rumors circulating planets
of the universe pulled headlong into a night
-mare riding tattooed and complaining
about recollections of severed ghosts
(hiding in a ball of fear minds cry)
out of season the earth radiates melting
enraged stupidity the penultimate prize
(summer sunday christmas chimes)
on the edge of sleep falling awake...
ring the festival of blood into session
the birth-fangs grapple with truth no longer will
recessions bring harvests the moon is full
...and the eye is a clogged vessel full of truth
(in relative position the evening twists elaborate
dances like guitars bending the last strings...)
a painting of a brain chips and disintegrates
like words of a schizophrenic seeking the last
wisdom hidden in the bottom of a noise
only tasted...with the throat closing vision narrows...
the fading archetype is the last opiate of inspiration
the last leader is a shill of the lord of matter dissipating
(two raindrops collide) the core of her heart is hot
like earth it is revised toward oblivion...
...follow it it is
...night brighter than calm
...lipids sinking into servitude
...no one will digest this but all
choking dry paranoia on the fringe of town
(a different verb writes in the sky a new eternity)
...we witness the madness of a faceless doctor
scratching scripts illegible to the naked lie...
conscripted as a rat before a snake fighting its shadow
diving into the blind dream we call created angels
to save our skin from weeping generations of blood...
Marge’s son Henry was struggling with his math.
She insisted that he be allowed to bring it home.
He improved in leaps and bounds.
His answers were created in the best handwriting too.
Handwriting he did not have at school.
The teacher said “I don’t want to say anything but….
I think his mother is doing his homework.”
Marge came to school and got his language art packet.
Because he was sick at home.
Thirty-three assignments were finished in a week.
In the best handwriting ever.
Curious since Henry’s handwriting was illegible.
Henry returned to school the next week.
He still only knew ten letters, could not spell,
and we could not read his handwriting.
Curious huh?