Long Mutilate Poems

C. T. Myers


Just a couple weeks ago the boss called in an ad, hoping we could find a guy to fill Bill Daly’s shoes.
Bill had fallen victim to the same thing that his dad had,...

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"Years” and “Distance”, phantoms of the dark that do their evil
in the quietude of the everyday, coming and going without so
much as a footprint or a whisper, and taking the most valuable
possessions of the heart,...

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~Echoes Of The Heart.~
                               ...

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" Damn you, let go my gun! "
The morning hasn't even yawned yet
and a terrible tussle is in my sight,
Drouillard is wrestling his rifle from the hands of this Indian thief
and the Field brothers are...

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We are among the beautiful people of the world.
Red and yellow, black, brown and white, we are
All precious in His sight Jesus loves the little 
Children of the world. Suffer the little children
Of the world...

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This is your watch woman on the wall informing you that a joint Democratic/Republican
Federal Trade Commission is in the name of 'digital equity' going to be policing our
internet and thus eliminating free speech.

Q: Why is...

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Unnumbered human corpses
mutilated and spread
like illegally-shot elephants in Waza Park!
From ‘man know thyself’
to ‘man hates himself’-
humans mutilate humans!

Future-bound glorious infants,
feeble moms
and luck-abandoned dads
bombed, suffocated, shot and slain
by politico-economic drunks!
Yawning stomachs here,
blood-dripping arms there,
open-mouth frozen heads...

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Me- Agent Covid-19
(1)
Halt! Wey you think you going
Eh, Grenadian?
You ain’t hearing
 You ain’t listening
You can’t see
What! You doh fraid me
I should stop making all this fuss
Because am just a little virus!
Covid-19.

(2)
 Can’t you see that...

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You see it in the old movies,
when Indians come into play,
somebody calls them,”savages,”
and it seems to fry people’s brains.
They flip out, demand censorship,
know nothing of real history,
can’t empathize with either side,
to see how that all...

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Of Pilgrims and Indians

By Elton Camp

In school we are taught a history filled with lies
In order that American history be well sanitized
The Pilgrims were a stern but gracious bunch
Who invited the Indians in to share...

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What takes you so long to solve the crime when you have all the evidence that you can find, what take you so long to solve the crime when you saw the man rang the...

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With darkness scintillating in my soul,
And the seven of wands in my hold,
I take up the challenge upfront,
Paper planes ready to fold.

The sea washed away my sandcastles,
But isn’t history made of the remains?
Lies may plunge...

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Anxieties wake us up when we are in affliction.
We will track down a creative wellspring of motivation.
Obsolete ideas have flourished in objection.
Is it true that we back to the hermit turtle? Rejection.

Because of this paradox,...

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I am trying to relate to the strategy of rhyme,
Using words to titillate from the droll to the sublime.
Do I write "a rime that scintillates" to describe a ghost
Of frost? I consult the information highway...

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What does a young naïve Christian think
When a hooded desperado storms a prayer room,
His scary presence quiets the praying tongues ,
And his outlawed round replaces hope with doom?

He doesn’t think, instead he silently prays :
Father,...

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MALICE IN BLUNDERLAND
New born babies are being brutalized by a bastion of bastards and b*****s
S**t I couldn’t do that if I were offered untold riches
All the money in the world couldn’t motivate me to commit...

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I don got nothing but terrible
reviews bruited about
dip pressing field day
me (Lothario wannabe) 
trumpeted execrable lout,
a garden variety baby

boomer father without doubt,
his own shameful paternal
shenanigans cavalierly he did flout
dwarfed teapot dome scandal,
thus one look no...

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MALICE IN THUNDERLAND
New born babies are being brutalized by a bastion of bastards and bi**hes
S**t I couldn’t do that if I were offered untold riches
All the money in the world couldn’t motivate me to commit...

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7/23/22

Unlike anyone
Can't be worried about none
Got to get it done
As well as have fun
Doing it all underneath the moon and sun
Took losses but mostly won
Carrying a gun
Weight on my shoulders light as a feather or...

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Just like self appointed slavery
A bad actors attempt at bravery
Soon to be savoring the flavor of fear and fright
You claim you love the silence while I hear your screams and sighs
You claim you love the...

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MALICE IN BLUNDERLAND
New born babies are being brutalized by a bastion of bastards and b*****s
S**t I couldn’t do that if I were offered untold riches
All the money in the world couldn’t motivate me to commit...

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III.
Some claim that your sex is all in your head,
that you can change it at any old time,
gender is not bound by our biology,
it’s nothing more than a sure state-of-mind,
and so we see them, dressing...

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The Song of Silent Rage

The car was not empty. 
There were women, 
there were children,… small children.
None, could hurt anyone…as they were soft and tore like paper.
The screams can still be heard, if you stand...

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I pressed my hands against my face 

 and rock my body to and fro  

and let the rhythm flow  

where my imagination goes.  

The flies are crawling on the ceiling ...

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Like God amassing gifts of gold and frankincense and myrrh,
vain potentates, possessed by pride that riches will confer,
depleted pillaged villages in pagan days of old…
With penetration privileges, their fortunes were foretold.

In feudal times, chaste clerics,...

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