Long In(p) Poems

Once upon a time ....
A little boy was born
He cried when he was born
as most babies do
It was a nice little boy
named Dan

He was born into an ordinary family
Mother, father, siblings, grandma and grandpa
Soft blankets...

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As the glistening jewels 
         of snow cascade like 
ballerinas pirouetting 
      to the crescendo of time, 
choreographed from porcelain 
 ...

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H   O    P    E




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I’m trying a new refreshing write
My blessed  Soul word out of sight 
Maybe my view should truly change
Having a good look at new poetic range

I don’t want to upset the infamous P.D.**
The one who’ll...

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discovery
let us create a mission to mars
in hyperspace
perhaps a gpt  game
where we isolate known valence electrons
these are source codes of electricity
which anonimity excludes
from detection
in p doping of semiconductors
we capture and confine static discharge
in the...

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The Village Queer

in the sunlit morning I awoke to enter the village
 a vast amount of seagulls flocked overhead
 yet my soul permeates through the duration of the walk
 an officer was assigned to watch...

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Well now, isn’t that just dandy?!
Isn’t this some fun?!
Another Christmas cancelled. 
Another party undone.

I’m double vaxed and boosted.
Short on TP, but not of stress.
I stay masked and mostly distant,
Amidst a supply chain mess.

I’m stocked up...

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I would really like to know more about you
If you are comfortable to share
An idiosyncrasy ,event, a talent , pipe dream
A fact about you …. you are happy to declare

Perhaps we will learn more about...

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Limerick crochetés: Once Mid-East refugee hi-jacked plane
Once Mid-East refugee hijacked plane 
At Heathrow Airport without much pain
Set course for Florida
Down Gulf Stream danced salsa
O’er Bermuda Triangle lost brain

Raised head in parallel universe
Where everybody spoke only...

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A blanket of silent fluffy fog
Liquid-smooth muscles at rest
Dreamy with drifty thoughts
Tea-kettle steam pre hiss
No worries, no woes 
No wrinkly, scrinkly nose
Lemon and honey tea
Not sleeping; not waking;
Nowhere to go; nothing to do
Float through a...

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How in the hell can I be so blind
Knowing what it is in the back of my mind
Or Atleast familiar with the design
I see my side
Yet u won't admitt urs 
So I'm wrong 
For what
Wanting...

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I took my kids to the Country "Fair"
Where every price sure was not
Like five dollars for a cup of coke
Seven to ride the tea pot!

My young son fell off the pony ride
So drove off to...

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Falling leaves dry fast,
Amidst the fortunes and fumes of life. 
Cascading splash runs aghast,
Before the trashes in strife.

Dirty Ps seem to multiply.
In P D, they hide and fly
Unmindful of the story they make, 
Even if...

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It's time for some honesty about P D & Me.
I think I've taken this as far as can possibly be.
BILLYtheKidster, aka me
and the Poet Destroyer, aka P D
are both two separate individual personalities
NOT of me.
Separately!
BILLYtheKidster...

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