Long Mucus Poems

(Created using the bAbBlE sentence generator, various text excerpts, and a minuscule bit of human editing.) 

And she smells good without keeping all ...

Beef, sitting lonely on that lies floating on the tufted floor. "Surely,"...

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Disability, Illness and Fundamentalism

My brother died of Cystic Fibrosis, 
When I was twelve and he fourteen, 
It took away his ambitions, 
To study at Oxford - the pipe organ’s steam. 

I understand being born with...

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Pleasant spring like day February 9th, 2024

A scent (and sixth sense predominates),
when apple boughs
and other aromatic flora
laden with blossoms and fruit
gently assail cilia of the nostrils,
aside from aiding distinguishing 
pleasant or unpleasant smells 
additionally incorporate...

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To My Valentine

My heart opened like an opened window
like an opened square quivering treu love
from poor dull stare in blind eyes that care
something coming to me I am waiting for it fear fullly
as my head...

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Scrounging for boogers wrought my damn nostrils nearly to bust 

My humblest apology if the following account
doth gross thee out forlorn childhood of mine 
found further ostracization of me tantamount
being shipped off to  a...

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UNDERBELLIES


What underbelly is this 
          containing quiet grasping greed for
my magical sword gifted to me by St Michael ?
       What...

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A translucent but lucid idea is best held by a pea in a pod. A pea in a pod is protected whilst in the pod but shelling the peas means that the pea would then...

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Fragrance of Life  ©

Cool rain drums on blistering 
asphalt, the scent streams into 
the nostrils--hot, grassy smell of 
summer, freshly cut-smoky 
cedar lingers on the air 

Fresh popcorn drenched in 
butter, I sit in...

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In order to fight the Coronavirus causing Covid-19 here are some things we must know about,
First of all is that the virus enters your body through your eyes, nose or mouth,
The virus can be in...

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Lost souls deepen black holes…
Broken cries…muted forever lies back and forth on ya mind…
Tears of peroxide burns your polluted dilated eyes…
True hermit of life…no one by ya side…your alone and ya mind is gone…
Only thing...

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It wasn’t that she was the only woman
in the group, that mingled precariously
beneath the bronze figure, or her classic
stance, when placing immaculately the
newsprint covered bottle to lips willingly
breached, but more her opulent style, her
contrast of...

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I, a Red Skin dog, as some may delight to call me,
I have heard the tales of horror, from my dark skinned foes.
I have heard the tales of terror, from others who became my friends.
And...

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In the back of my head, in the garden shed,
I see him as clearly as fresh white paint:
A little boy sat on the creosote floor, 
Dragged grazed knees hugged up to his chin, 
So familiar,...

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Indirect interference into interesting iconographic inked inner initiative is not a carefully stepping clam, a carved tree cake nor a dune of a moon. Taking no bistro out for a walk or a cafeteria for...

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Feeling the saltiness of his sweat
Mingling with her broken flesh to torment her,
Tears of humiliation, tears of anger,
Of bitterness,Self reproach and tears of revenge ran down from her eyes.
Words died in her throat then there...

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as the cumulonimbi thrash & tear the
sky,
the quiet chill envelopes you & stops you in your tracks,
snapping your head quick like a bird in the
wild
(looking around for predators),
your eyes stare straight up & as a...

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Although a withered tree possesses a charm of its own,
aside from elegance, what should this old man do,
because not even possess a taste of ordinary
but he is the man of base, the incarnation of disgust.

If...

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Not in tea leaves, in shoelaces tie existence--their harsh and meshing material
bound, tethered, undone with a gentle pull. 
 
The bunny ears
and clumsy fingers bouncing along the faux-marble
hallways: the future politicians and CEO's and poets
wiping...

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Tell them!

Look on to my face
And let fall the secret
We hided in the invisible bier 
Of eternity
When all eyes and ears 
were blinded and deafened
By sleep
Let the vultures 
Of the evil forest 
Spice my body
For...

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We cannot do without water,
But it could do without us
If we choose!
 
Bodies of living things are made up 
of mostly water, squashy plants,
Blood and Lymph  included too. 
Without Hydration, the skin as well...

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THE SUM OF LIFE

The Sum Of life:

Between the earth and the
sunset is a Grey matter,
between your skull and your brain
is a Grey matter,
at times I feel like gray matter;
Everyone speaks and recognizes...
OZONE, or the black...

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A spider in a clock makes the hands sing. "clock right you can nearly sing it la la la". Whilst ignoring pan handles whilst sweeping the floor is not very wise. Pan handles can and...

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It was just another day
Was all I could really say
Nettles, what you been up to
Nothing much, just letting my time slip away
Man, I got to do something
Somebody said I should pray
But let us be honest
Isn’t...

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Corona rum is on the run
It is causing the men to have fun
Corona rum is strong, it makes the men behave bad
Corona rum is a mixture of Jamaica 's white rum and the
The energy drink...

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Waldorf warbling wa wo we wa
Glows from hidden archetypes are not architects nor are they archetypical in construction. In fact it is the translucent bud of a tropospheric triangle that timely counts one two three...

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