Long Incorporeal Poems

Some pro's and con's of being connected to virtual reality

Dune not be bashful, grumpy, leery
or any other contemporary dwarf man
regarding countless less well known dwarves
(that never got a chance
to play a bit part) such as...

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Some Pro's and Con's of being Virtually Connected to Reality poetic verses

Dune not be bashful, grumpy, leery
or any other contemporary dwarf man
even countless less well known dwarves
(that never got a chance
to play a bit part)...

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"Birthing the Vortex"



the complexities of a myth
borne from the birth 
of amorphous seat 
in dark matter brain

storming dimensions never seen
merely guessed, intuitive, unblessed
visage of a lost majesty
she’s returning to true self 

all wrapped up in...

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Argh! Oh no for dog's sake...
Uneasy thoughts commander in chief...

Will be elected president
(putative tsar of United States
forever long he lives)
until... he abdicates faux
official crown to Jared Kushner
will be handily elected
Tuesday November 3rd, 2020.

Said foreboding intimation
insinuates,...

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Everyday living becomes more of a truculent battle;
Where survival stands in the way of my living.
While Instinctively trying to live.
I need eyes in the back of my head,
while scratching out a meager existence.
Predators pulling us...

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ESCHATOLOGICAL

Everyday living becomes more of a truculent battle;
Where survival stands in the way of my living.
While Instinctively trying to live.
I need eyes in the back of my head,
while scratching out a meager existence.
Predators pulling us...

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Though all are blessed with eyes to see,
Eyes never lay sight upon the seer;
No retina perceives the seedling
beneath its iris.

Ocular nerves sense Occam-ented pictures
Of identity: portraits framed by
Ourselves, Us, and Others
- Whose eyes perceived whole
But...

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Transformer-changeling, 
liquid currency of purchasing. 
Themes
Selling us your wares as we wade in your maelstrom pool.
Accentuating my cares.
Dreams.
Weave for me-from your electric spool.
Your hourglass adbdomain spin(e)-dling, fondling, sifting, and gonduling me to my destination azul.

Capture...

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who felt incorporeal storied power 
   of Herman Melville as zen unseen aid 
instructing hypothetic rich kid to drop out of school 
   before his/her first grade
coz of all the money...

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I hate robocalls!

Inxs of recorded messages   
transmitted automatically 
to my telephone number 
by automatic dialing device.

I turn off damn ringer,
and disassemble (carefully 
as disabling a time bomb) 
internal workings nevertheless...
telephone still buzzes
twenty four...

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Watch me walk through the sadsands of stupored time 
trading youth for aged ashes, suredness for shyness
knowledge for retirement, candor for cowardice, 
diligence for dunceness, eagerness for 
edginess, fairness for flakiness, goodness for gonadness,
healing for...

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There on the shore, before the ocean,
I talked with God- devoid of motion
Like windless, cloudy night I stood
Becoming One with ease and solitude.
In lack of anger and of morbid noise-
Possessed by calm and even voice-
I...

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I hate robocalls!

I turn off damn ringer,
nonetheless...
telephone still buzzes
twenty four seven
eight days a week
automated telephone calls

digitally recorded message
perfectly spoken English
differentiation to distinguish
"FAKE" simulation
all bot impossible
totally immune to escape

gagging hospitable invective
electronic jawboning immunized
against antipathy, cruelty, enemy,
hostility,...

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The ghost of Harriet Harris abhor real
disillusioned, disenchanted,
and disembodied (incorporeal
spirit of mine late mother) doth feel
displeasure toward this sole son seal

ling himself most every day inside
the one bedroom flat, a bargain deal
asper costs pegged to...

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I turn off damn ringer,
nonetheless...
telephone still buzzes
twenty four seven
eight days a week
automated telephone calls

digitally recorded message
perfectly spoken English
differentiation to distinguish
"FAKE" simulation
all bot impossible
totally immune to escape

gagging hospitable invective
electronic jawboning immunized
against antipathy, cruelty, enemy,
hostility, insecurity, pleasantry
Yukon...

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From the beginning, people have asked themselves,
how God came into being or how God creates from nothing?
The God seekers are advancing ethical axioms
and truth is withstanding the test of experience.
Human mind is made out for...

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Banished for years

I found myself wandering around on a sacred land

away from my normal life 

I found sanctuary and peace in a unknown place

the stiff pacification allowed me to hear the

second hand stroke on the...

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I always start
twisting your mind
with the eloquence
of imagination,
causing fear 
        to mound up
like the scum
  that collects
around a storm drain,
     building up
on your...

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We are wisps in this cosmos,
The flimsy bubbles,
The clumsy issues'
In this decay, this cosmic swamp.
We are the degassing 
Of a dying celestial being's bowels,
The place where is-life churns and seethes,
The place where was-life nourishes the...

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LOOK OUT, IT'S GETTING DARK
Look out, itís getting dark
Time never strode
Viciously before
Treachery, torment
And unleashed lust
Demonstrated route-march
Even at broad day light
Look out, itís getting dark.
Daughter has not reached home
Look out ÖÖÖÖ.
Clutches of evil
So visible, virulent
Brutish libertines
Clung...

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I saw end the mirror pensive consideration, help us Lord
Destroyed spirits of my generation dissensions, help me Lord
How long, lonely I mourned the musing. Lord help us
Down, down, down into the darkness of the missing,...

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calling all mistreated jugglers
and wretches of condemned madhouses
bewitched by fingers of freak fame
the spindly fingers of trickster twins
that open the floodgates to occult caverns
unleashing the brusque wraiths

the brittle symmetry of her glacial eyes
cast down from...

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“The Economy of Love”



Incorporeal
susurration
the fleet of mind 
gather in the hive
they waltz 
their words
across a page
slicing through
the dark of 
want and love
holding tight 
the hands that write
feverish devotion
drowning in 
collaboration’s
enchanted 
beguiling
false 
romance
 
Ah where is...

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In dreams I see them:
Men and women, in Renaissance attire,
Moving about in silence in some fabulous cathedral
Full of silent Coptics and other sombre monks,
Their faces, all but one of them,
Obscured to uniformity by cloth
Silent themselves,...

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GHOST ELEMENTAL

Lightning, currently water- currently fire, solid in spirit,           ethereal flyer.
Vanishes upon completing its journey, by energys desire. 
As a shapeshifter in exhale, flashing bare.
A...

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