Long Iterate Poems

“Warrior” 

When the Argonauts, came across 
the abandoned Starship, they 
found within the wrecked 
command console, a DNA code
with encrypted message. 
It took several attempts to 
reactivate, but when opened, 
the following was translated: ...

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Sans sixth (psychic) sense...
poise zen dystopian rant

This prognosticator doth predict
potential based at current rate
sinister debacle that will
instantaneously annihilate,
United States storied republic, 
which alarming horror 
points to instantaneous annihilation
of America the beautiful;
(ohm my dog) turbulent
endemic chaotic...

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The fine art of making excuses

which achievement, deportment,
endorsement, and indictment
(more serious than rigging an election)
jump/kickstarts (a divine comedy of errors)
not reason enough
to be deported),
but necessitates more than a facile effort
linkedin to a working knowledge
of familial...

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Sans Sixth (psychic) non Sense...
Posing As Dystopian Rant

This prognosticator doth predict
potential based at current rate
sinister debacle that will
instantaneously annihilate,
which alarming (ohm my dog) turbulent
endemic chaotic spate

within human race poised to strike
doom and generate
shock tummy once...

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If you find it difficult to re-adjust,
You will find it difficult to be.
If you find it difficult to re-boot,
You will find it difficult to be.

If you find it difficult to re-circulate,
You will find it difficult...

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Written: October 21, 2023
                            ______________________________

To be quite truthful—this...

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Actions Speak Louder Then Words

A All around this whole wide world
C Can constantly be seen people invaded by clowns
T Thinking that their answer is the only one
I Intelligently recognized by Republicans 
O Or any other...

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Never To Old For The Sandman!

Ah...respite relished sleeping like a baby,
variations on theme I iterate
impossible to stave of sleepiness,
nor advantageous to struggle against weight
of heavy eyelids akin 
to bajillion tons of freight

after squeezing out every...

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My home is bleak this evening because of winter.
This outing was fun, yet I hunted faithful cover.
To deter us colds and to wear around the home.
Everybody precisely grasped the cold syndrome.

Snowflakes fall quickly from the...

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There is a way..That seems right to man; yet
In the end it leads to death.'

I or we, see atrocitys..Each one more lurid, and more
Luridly depicted by legacy media.'

These events are to be remedied by more...

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I open my bleary eyes,
To the beautiful sheaf of sunlight.
Book lying beside me sighs!
And whooshing sound of papers rant, as they fly by.
Baby! Why you left me without saying good bye!

What do I tell you...

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I sit beside myself and think,
And try to evaluate my life;
Yes, my life that is blotted with ink
My life of which evaluation would cause strife.

A strife between the living and the dead,
Between our world and...

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The sky is aglow with a myriad of hues
means the sun is going down to me and you.
To others it’s the morning and the sun will arise,
To us its goodbye til morning is nigh.

The oranges...

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Forgiving another I'm quick to do,
if forgetting is not also required.
Their echos iterate in an old queue
of actions I, alone, may have inspired.

Forgiving myself for mistakes I've made
(thousands wait patiently to be absolved.)
Another's perception sometimes...

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She sits alone in quiet of the night
as thoughts of him wrap ‘round her yearning heart,
and whispers ‘cross her skin; her flesh excites
while longing for his touch when they’re apart.

She yearns to gaze into his...

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You think you know, but you don't.
What I speak of isnt a thing, but a person.
Which person i'm talking about, you'll never know. 
You'll never know, unless I say.

You will say you know, 
But you...

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i like when you speak, so i listen to you 

but, when you iterate the story 
of the boy that wanted to pick up broken glass, 
of the girl that did not hold the right...

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Dark mocha pools welling with liveliness
pulsating pink skin beckons flesh, i crave the forms from which all words commense
heavy rain sluicing down beading upon the macadam sagaciously i dance unshod
the words I haven't said to...

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