Long Inexact Poems

The ship came like a flying horse, at an inexact time
Our brother-sailor, from the Pantheon of Poets, was on board
Jean Pierre Basilic Dantor Frankétienne D’argent
Who wrote, in haste, the last act
Happened to be miraculously on...

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When at five-thirty
In the rubbed-eye haziness
Of ferreting lonesome night walks
The camera-eye refugee
Asleep in the half wakefulness
Of the hour
Peers out of his high turbanned sockets:
Hyde Park's through road links
London's diurnally estranged couple -
The Arch and Gate.

...

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Feral Exchange

I am well spotted and nasty and do not mind that description

Will gather my fortune whatever is your inappropriate depiction

Dig my teeth into your body and soul straight down to the bone

Leave my scent...

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OH, DEFECTS, DIVINE!
  Oh, fabulous fallibilities!
    You, so perfectly imperfect ...

Like a rill in the rain,
  Its path unestablished 'til the sky opens,
    Yet its purpose is...

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he rubbed his eyes
and said you just think that way
so you always have an answer ready
which may well constitute
a state of pure entertainment
with multiple jaw grinding orgasms
in a dog lick dog kind of world
at Cathode...

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Time

Like a shimmery satin
Ribbon blowing in the wind
Time slips and twists,
Its meaning constantly shifting.
How much time is there?
Do we have time? How long?
Can space be time?  Is there
Only a certain space of time
In which...

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Going for the Deep Pockets

By Elton Camp

Too many lawyers seeking somebody to sue
From doctors & hospitals feel a living is due

So doctors and nurses are forced into CYA
For needless tests the patients then must pay

A...

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Poem
Poet
They don’t always match
It is not exact
I mean, opposites attract
Every brand new batch
Of poems can detract
From the original, not intact
The idea that did hatch
May not become tact
The meaning now abstract
But I guess that is the...

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Being
         a 
      Little
   Abstract
   Whacked
      and
   Cracked.

   ...

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I believe the roots of love differ,
    Between men and women from the start.
Though while generalized and inexact,
    The fruits yield a common harvest to the heart.

With men it...

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these demons
are like easy people speaking
with glossy tongues
making sure that you feel
good about
the transaction in front of your
face while
the wobble of the edges of the cone
produce the indelible memory
concerning a tell-tale image
demonstrating the true 
inexact...

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