Long Misfiring Poems

Title 3/ Confluence Quote:  Forget injuries, never forget kindnesses. Confucius

In the poetic story of my life, 
I hesitate and ponder 'don't be so obvious,'
but whatever I am thinking - becomes a poem.

Sometimes life hurts, when lost upon crossroads of fate,
until those...

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Slim Fast
For the diet can not last
The weight that which we weigh 
Is produced by the calories our mouth intakes
And if it is more cakes and bakes
Than salad and fiber breakfast flakes
The noise the scale's...

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spinning on high speed mostly out of control
the washing machine failed to conclude any
of its operation according to a wished for manual

given at birth he had not much choice in the matter
due to the lottery...

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Daddy's specter plectrums mercilessly
Fraying my nerves raw
with oxidized guitar strings.
my thoughts relentlessly hemorrhage
onto clay vinyl grooves
s p i n n i n g
endless nights
of
suffocation.

a midnight jazz wail
lacerates
the void of your absence.
notes gnaw through bone marrow
ravenous...

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This time, I sing the praise of ecclesiatical love.
  Though not esoteric, thou  followers never allow
to think it beyond the sinister bodily move. 
  O' never touch it, that is a sacred...

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 Mi Amigo

Flying Fortress Mi Amigo Remembrance
 Mi Amigo

It happened in the year nineteen forty-four
Ten young lives from that day were with us no more
Flying a B17 bomber plane
A ten-man crew “Mi Amigo” her name
Returning...

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Night time rituals, that little space of time,
Cathartic relief, along with sweat and grime,
Tribulations of the day wash away, too,
Pool down the sink hole, tomorrow starts brand new.

Night time rituals, bring with them repose:
Weary souls...

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living in this flagitious society life becomes numb
yet we extrapolate irrespective reality till we become dumb


mental break downs and frivolous exercises of intellectual contempt
permeates a paradigmatic volition of unparsimonious content

we are axiomatic in our subjective...

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It’s late. I’m becoming paranoid. I can hear the thumping of bass from passing cars. Doors slamming. Screaming. My window shudders with me. To look into my peripheral- my irises must cross oceans. Waves crash....

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When Meaning Is Meaningless
The value of life is delicious debris
                         ...

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I am tarnished
I am stained 
I am damaged goods
I need to be cleansed, wiped clean of the darkness that envelops my body and mind
The daily cycle starts 
Anytime night or day, as I close my...

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in the fragility of dreams lies their opportunity

	to chose between the royal road to consciousness

		and a random clutter of misfiring synaptic transmission


		cotton wooled clouds harvest seeds from a fallen day

	gift a single candy apple or...

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1.
geese fly backward--
across the skies of my brain.
a winter foretold in my lungs…

2.
a word is forgotten--
as the wheelbarrow turns,
a forlorn wheel
the corruption of rust the only blessing…

3.
most of words i have tucked--
into my breast pocket,
have...

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Left for dead.


Rocket on the floor; dead men in a war.
When you hear the call, come prepared to fall.
Picture on a door shows the face on the dart board,
Through which the injured will soon walk.
Blood...

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Talking heads are synchronized,
words are replicated like cloned sheep.

Dodging in and out of an unchanging static
I skip the beat.
Hey, something just flashed my drive!

Time to suspend a string of minutes
watching a black and white cowboy...

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paralyzed in 
hellishly cold
confining space
pummeled by cruel 
icy shards 

feeling lost & unfound
waiting to get lost as
the past cries
the present sighs &
the future screams

the days collapse into
another expiring year
in the Wild Wild western 
& northern...

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