Long Nodules Poems

Once manifested on the 
heel of Adagio in G major,
balancés and assemblés from 
the back hand. Baryshnikov told
me to flatten my stomach, so I 
repressed the urge to
breathe; suffocation is
incandescence by the barre.

Then I looked...

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AGE comes upon. us gradually,realisation
hits us all of a sudden.Hearing no longer
acute,coments and questions will need a
repeat for our world is no longer distinct.
One day we need assistance with what
others voice and say.Deficient,an aid. to
complement...

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My essence dangled in
Time's barren boughs
And winds of emotions
Passed hurling silence 
Rising from crypt
My eyes fixed on hourglass
Watching trapped moments
In nodules of despair
And the strange me
Thriving in my own orphic world
Ever widening galaxy of restless...

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AGE 
    comes upon us all
gradually realisation
      hits      all of a sudden
Hearing no longer
acute
     comments & questions 
need...

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She is pompous, arrogant,
One sided. Espousing prophetic nonsense 
Self-assured for no reason whatsoever
I listen to her internal volcano
Trying to conquer me in one of her landslides
Pushing all judgement aside, 
I picture the grim reaper dragging...

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Her feet haven't danced across the meadow
Nodules prevent dancing and walking is strenuous
Mental fuzziness skews the facts
His smile is a fresh memory etched like a tattoo
Nodules prevent dancing and walking is strenuous
Memories warm her heart...

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POTATO PEELER

I want to peel potatoes all day long. 
I love peeling potatoes because of their lovely round shape 
and their lovely little nodules. I like to feel the earthy texture 
of their skin and...

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A little coughing fit I told myself
And wiped that worry off the shelf
Then shortness of breath begin
In the hospital is where I am
Arms all full of black and blue
Please no more tests,Im through
Xrays here,xrays everywhere
Doc...

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The knots have knots…God?
Threads of needing, want, desire;
passion spent on barren sod
left to burn on flaming pyre.

God, the knots have knots?
Nodes and nodules, full of spoor,
planted upon poisoned plots
hoarding, warmth, desire and more…

God, the knots...

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