Long Inquisitor Poems

“Physics asserts that there are four fundamental forces: electro-magnetism, gravity, and the strong and weak nuclear forces. These gentlemen have made a compelling argument for the existence of a fifth, desire.” Dr. Howard Pollison, National...

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Hearken back to the old rule nazis how
...

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The missus pounded mine posterior...
causing percussive rumpus 
to vibrate like jelly

Me experienced quite disruptive sleep
(quite early in the morning 
of November 10th 2022 -
no shut eye could I keep),
hence though exhausted, I share
childlike trait of...

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Part 9

there is a wraith with an hourglass
dancing quietly in my shadow
he's gone when I look
but I can hear him do a shuffle step on the ice
his inside out umbrella more than a fashion statement
about...

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...My last day at work I got him alone,
and I let loose in a brutal tirade,
said that he’d betrayed ‘serious writing,’
which has trouble enough in our day and age.

I told him his gifts were not...

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It was during the fifth visit almost halfway through
The doctor asked, “What do you want?  I am asking you.”
This analyst then placed emphasis on the word “want”.
The patient’s reply was what he searched for...

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Unseen forces like real native spirits
in red clay cliffs who show painted faces.
Singing songs echoed in faint voices:
tattered tribes, shamed souls, sacred spaces.
Hidden hurts of primitive peoples
have effects that only time erases.

Unseen forces from privileged...

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(Of the past 3,400 years, humans have been entirely at peace for 208 of them, Or just 8% of the recorded history. Estimates for the total number killed in wars and genocides throughout all of...

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I was sitting in a white room at a table, on a chair
My mind was kind of fuzzy; I wasn’t sure how I got there
I was dressed in a white robe with white slippers on...

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“The battleline between good and evil runs through the heart of every man.”                      ...

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Standing near the front of the queue
The boy rehearses his lines
"Just three or four pints"
Over and over again in his head

Focussing on every step
That takes him to the inquisitor
Stray too far to the left or...

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I am fire, I stalk you and wait to burn your fat,
I am the  pyre that delights to ignite your passing hat, 
I am fire that brassy whore that sucks you dry with flames
you...

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For whom do you write, vainglorious poet?
Who are the disciples you seek?
Shall converts worship at the altar of your prose;
Devoutly reciting your works?
Is there passion alight in your breast;
The call of some unknown muse?
Or does...

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I live in rooms
housed in the interior,
some just small
cells cut into bone,
spaces barely big enough
to fit a soul. 

Others offer more
with sweeping views
of oceans, mountains, waterfalls
spilling endlessly over
sun drenched escarpments
and long corridors leading 
to nowhere...

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House of cards

I.

I fear
the clock
renders
neither mirror
nor dull glass.
Like the Lilly
it moves
and grows
and dies
unseen
by our
distracted
eyes,
telling me
nothing,
moment by moment.
Time, 
her only 
transgression
is death--
quick,
fluid,
emaciated,
withering and
vast.

II.

I will touch the sun
and every 
gray
will taste 
my eternity.

I will build
Babylon
with an
edict,
with an
imperial
deck...

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she gets questioned by her girlfriend
about her recent husband
(asks questions about how his business is
going, asks questions about their new
place)---
being young & all 
she is grilled by the other
as to her plans for the future...

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There’s a charge against you
Though we can’t say what it is 
In time, your list of crimes will be released

Pardon our procedures –
We consider grievances
We’ll clear your good name after you’re deceased

A labyrinth of halls...

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My words are under fire
by the PC police for hire
the outcome appears dire
as the stakes keep gettin’ higher

so I write with tongue in cheek
daring them to take a peek
and in reading loudly shriek
we must stop...

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Author Note: Entry for Jon Heck Contest "EDGE." When I think of "fear," I can think of
nothing more fearful than death and wondering what it is like.


Because I could not stop for death,
my brain,
the grand...

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You look me over as if you have never seen me.
I am dressed in sackcloth, tied to the pole.
I am St. Joan of Arc, my bones burning me from the inside.
You are the inquisitor; you...

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It springs like rain on mown grass
Winds murmur over quiet pines
No hoofbeats of horseman lost
No limpid water from deep springs
oasis lift from arid sand.
Barbarian rides past towers without watchman
Deep thunder in mountain thrown up
Footprints of...

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The outside the world,
it moves without our effort.
Life goes on normally, without our interference...
Without asking our permission...
on TV THEY CRY ANOTHER DEATH...!
A television death...!
A movie production...
our little death
of cultural agitator. it does not have
importance...
The more...

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Beyond six feet of distance 
and seven heavens of this pull of woods, 
I draw intensities of sounds and words to placements,
Calling me beyond the territories of these leaves.
My soul sought profiles of its songs...

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Tonight, save me and wife and child from thee
Haunted horror our home assumes to be
Enchanted with evils, souls hell has freed

Oh God, thy neck is tired and hard to hold
Tyra...my wife, and child walk old...

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Who would praise a god of pestilence and death
make of the “grand inquisitor” their guest
while pounding “Mea culpa” on their breast
a fool’s concocted heaven as their quest.

While we add life to melancholy’s need
To scatter its...

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