Long Munster Poems

"SYNAESTHESIA"



The Rose was burning 
long before she was Green
The Synaesthete placed his brush stroke
On his future dreams


Long before she was Green
The Synaesthete dreamed of him
Walking barefoot through the buried Rust 
and rustling burnished Ochre leaves...

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Matthew O' Harris Ease A "FAKE" Irishman

Since adopting the guise
of Norwegian bachelor farmer,
I may as well fabricate genetic stock
lock, and barrel linkedin to Celtic legend.

Sentimentalism invariably swelled me bosom
regarding how grown former bonny lad,
essentially mutely...

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Natural soporific narcotic

Recurrent suicidal thoughts 
vaingloriously wend along winding road
within windmills of my mind
(o'er a death cab for cutie weeknd)
yakking, yanking, and yawking zeal
becalming this crash test dummy rolling
stone temple pilot inxs
of maroon 5 plus...

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recurrent suicidal thoughts vain
     gloriously wend 
     (o'er a death cab for cutie weeknd)
     yanking zeal

becalming this crash test dummy rolling 
 ...

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This August 26th , 2018 rendition 
regarding previous literary endeavor
Wick End Up Date, Snippet Sans... 
...The Deadly Scourge   
...One Obsessive/Compulsive Disorder

(Never abating infiltrating 
writing material e'en superceding 
the death of John McCain, where
Munster...

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ever hear those obnoxious individuals claim that a lot of
people killing themselves around the 
“holidays” is a myth?
ever see them walk with self-righteousness
as if they shouldn’t be bothered with the very idea that others in...

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Hence no surprise... yes
recherché rhetorical flourish(es) impress,
yet mine deliberate vocabulist predilection,
I haint gonna stress
aforementioned quirk
also includes zero apr

(annual percentage rate),
may be subject with excess
sieve jejune ennui pullulating Kudzu like
indecipherable haphazard gobbledygook mess
abhorrent brashness claptrap discouraging
further...

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Packed all our bags and into the car 
A family of eight a dog from the bar
My father a publican hard worker as wife
deserved all their holidays each year of their life

We struggled and pushed...

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Frankie boy,
you’re so ghoulishly handsome
with your graveyard tan

My baby boy is
one Munster hunk of a man 
With your strong and cold 
cadaver Addams Family hands

You’re gonna make 
your momma Morticia cry
And wipe the nightshade mascara
from...

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Suki is as Suki does
A vacuum cleaner's twin
She keeps her face fastidious
So she can start again

She follows you about the house
A faithful pet is she
We count on her to mop the floor
And map it frequently

Her...

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the reasoning the fishing in the trenches
beyond tire swings and monkey wrenches 
follies crawl behind the hanging logos 
of unseen filth across 124th street 

tassels dangled above an oasis 
of fine dining and soiled linen...

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Superman Show Was Cancelled

Started to embark
We ran into Joan of Arc
Was with Kent a Clark.

Wrote cute canticle
And song purpose did fulfil
Then fired at w(W)ill.

Will had not been well
Our singing seemed to be swell
William had to...

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Once upon a Halloween
I was a little black cat
Since then I have also been
A witch and the Cat in the Hat

One time I was Lily Munster
And then a witch again
I was also once Bart Simpson
Another...

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