Long Inappropriately Poems

Monks and nuns,
ascetics and miscellaneous humble proletariat folks,
were taught custody of the eyes,
to show respect for those older
and/or wiser
and/or more supremely royal,
and/or in other positions of merited or inherited authority,
to avoid appearing too curious
too available
too...

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I think he's talking about a cooperative bicameral political system,
with "How to talk to the other side".

And what could that possibly mean, dear Yang?

Well,
I was watching this Ted-talk from Marin,
by Robb Willer, as I anciently...

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NAME: Phil Latio.

QUALIFICATIONS: LLB (Law) PhD (Medicine) & FSC (Federation Starfleet    
                    ...

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You did not choose to be born,
much less Black Lives Really Should Equally Matter born
into this legacy,
your familial and civil Two-Connecticuts destiny.

I realize that,
And regret perhaps my own choices
in response to invitations for care-giving
and healthcare-receiving
were...

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I reflect upon a word -
   Innocence
To understand more fully what it means,
I think of what it conjures up for me -
childhood times -
 those times when I believed all I was taught
from...

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They sit on their own
in their Hermit Kingdom
other side of the wall
singing their song 
entitled 
nothing to envy

peeling the skin 
away in generations 
it's worse than a famine
where colour 
is wrung 
from the inside out

emotive...

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I rediscover organic errors
hidden in co-gravitating
love language.

Gravity is easily noticed
as Apple falling toward Earth;
less visibly co-scienced,
experientially remembered,
as co-gravitational
co-relational intent

As Apple's ego-gravity core
falls drawn toward sacred Earth's
Mothering womb
smothering tomb
once more
returning toward deeply divine
anthrosupremely verbal
overpowering EarthTribe's co-operating...

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100 fears - but still OK


Will you accept me
When I admit that I am afraid of dying, 
Or inappropriately laughing,
Or suddenly crying.

And then there is the 
Fear of my emotional pain,
Of my rage
When it suddenly...

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Thinking of you
is mesmerizing and
true…just like
morning dew, it’s
fresh and I’m
actually feeling
brand new – that’s
something new
I run around in
circles…I’m spinning
around and round!
Going insane,
running in the rain
and not singing the
blues 
Out of the blue,
I’ve lost my other
shoe…sick...

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Blackmail, blackmail is a crime, designed to rob me of what is mine, blackmail, blackmail is a crime, designed to steal my hard earn dollar. I missed my stop and landed in Jamaica, it was...

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Thoughts how they fade into nothingness of regret. I am lost once again. The pain of yesterday has not forgiven my offences and I am not worthy of a life anymore. “Please pardon me Lord...

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Antagonism's stand up protagonist,

Her dark comedy
impatient inside AuntAgony declares
left out right in face of
a bi-culturally sublime
ProWithiGistic voice within,
if S/He only vulnerably dared
to risk her starkly impatient tissue issues:

I did not choose
to lose
deep dark masculinity

To no...

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Ephemeral Laments of Technicality

Qualifications of a criminal mind
Magnifications of virtue in all of mankind
Qauntifications of meaning you cannot seem to find
Fractal notations in dreaming that you’d never leave behind

Geometric cubism born of Platonic Solids
Ego-centric hubris...

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Staring into a sky so perfect blue

The wispy white clouds 
highlighted now stand further out

And I am suddenly stood transfixed

And I can feel the sun warming 
comfortably at my back

As I am dressed inappropriately in...

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Come to visit me at my home,                            ...

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Mom

So many words to say, so many things unspoken
where were you when all I needed was your love
and devotion?
To protect me from all the evil and darkness in this world
But instead, you decided to sacrifice...

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A great sorrow is consuming me, tearing me 

from inside causing insanity. But you're the 

one who pulled me from my misery, and I'll 

walk through hell to make sure they don't take 

you away...

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We began our late winter do-over
with a dirty ceramic bowl
during a too-much snowstorm.

Well, no,
obviously that's not where this rebirth story begins
but neither is a cream-colored 
and clean
bowl
where this story ends.

Anyway,
I look at Matilda's mac and...

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A fleeting moment in time,
Is all I need for this rhyme,
Perhaps 10 minutes, no more
Sit in your armchair, close your eyes,
And to your utmost surprise,
Your life flashes past like an express train,
Happy moments with unimaginable...

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So tell me what gives you the sense that it’s right

when you see a female that delights your eye

to move in, and take the opportunity do some creepy touching

to touch inappropriately and the plead it...

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World Nude Gardening Day 2025

You’re inappropriately dressed my dear
My husband said to me.
Don’t you know it’s World Nude Gardening Day
I heard it on the radio, first Saturday in May
And you’re out here fully clothed you...

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 I needed a job to pay the bills
not knowing what I was getting into.
A telemarketing company if you can believe
selling pieces of Titanic’s carpet with a view.

They said it was a great opportunity
but they...

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I don't have a title for this
But I promise that fear won't become my rival from this
I won't let a horrible moment make me suicidal from this
I have a lot to get off my chest...

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The DJ plays wrong songs
for greens
and blues,
blacks and browns,
yellows
and opaquely sacred matriarchal reds,
both natural
and spiritual
progressive parties too all-encompassing
to quickly divest 
of octave ageless ending
beginning right with left footed again.

DJ
never learned to dance outdoors
naked
or even organically...

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Without further ado
i offer my literary missives anew
fur ye to ponder and brew
from meister mwm of his motley crue,
whom dwells in a nada very complex edifice
which numb burr oof offspring equals deux
whereby this spouse i.e...

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