Long Notching Poems

Mine psyche riddled with dybbuk
Thru emerging adulthood awareness awoke
within noggin of average baby boomer bloke
catastrophization toward risk taking I evoke
positive growth experiences throughout vast
number of orbitz around sun never kickstarted,
nor linkedin with potential livingsocial folk,
thus...

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Mine psyche riddled with dybbuk

Thru emerging adulthood awareness awoke
within noggin of average baby boomer bloke
catastrophization toward risk taking I evoke
positive growth experiences throughout vast
number of orbitz around sun never kickstarted,
nor linkedin with potential livingsocial folk,
thus...

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Mine psyche riddled with dybbuk - haint no joke

Thru emerging adulthood awareness awoke
within noggin of average baby boomer bloke
catastrophization toward risk taking I evoke
positive growth experiences throughout vast
number of orbitz around sun never kickstarted
nor linkedin...

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I haint donning royal carpet treatment

No stuntman/woman showed up, 
albeit intervened in timely fashion
to thwart mishaps experienced 
courtesy me I bemoan,
and poet lore re: yet of Perkiomen Valley
Pennsylvania, United States of America
never suffered major illness...

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If I died today March 2nd, 2020...?

No matter unfulfilled dreams never came true,
nevertheless yours truly doth gladly bid adieu,
where repurposed afterlife (mine) atomic brew
reconfigured, reconstituted, and reconsolidated
out maws of madness, no matter any blues clue
(yea...

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Once i was a prince in your eyes my every wish granted
        even before I could wish it
eevaa peerankal muuvaa maruntu
the hot kuul boiling complaining in the chessman...

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Aw shucks, I did sustain
moderately serious injury
series of unfortunate events
ludicrous and quite insane,
yours truly did previously explain
while crouching (think

Tony as papier mâché Tiger),
aye fell backward, where sharp
desktop corner didst train
ground zero right side rib cage...

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** Watching Time **



From all analog to any
Digitally shown markings
Of humanity’s invented 
Way to watch over Light
— passing or coming —
Time…

In less than a breath,
So, so many ways our anxious
Noting of hours may be halted:
By...

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Sundial
My passion is the silent weather vane
The gambrel brought such sorrow
Much I marveled this roughcast cairn
Eagerly I looked for the lintel

I have dreamed of the clocks
Eagerly I looked for the masonry
It was heterodox
Somewhat louder than...

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My parents found the perfect way to make me behave on each step of the life I’m notching…they told me whatever I do good or bad to remember…my ancestors are watching.

They said I am the...

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clearly hard being different
will take a strong flexible spine
despite how inconsiderate
must obey each and every sign

not so easy being odd
physically out of tune
spat on with words from god
vilified inside cartoons

existence well defined
by prigs and blissful...

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What Is “A Man”? 

   A man is:
when you sculpt a piggy bank of clay giving it the shape of a man,
notching a slot where a rib should be.
   A man...

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"Gleaming diamonds in sediment seams,
The trickling washes slithering into streams,
Notching clouds serrating luminescent beams,
Hazy mirage of mosaic jigsaw dreams,
The interlocking notches of ones jeans,
Assorted tiles of pixelated screens,
Grinding, grooved cogs of steam machines,
Double-edged relief on...

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Without you there would be no dirty hoes or moldy dishes 
I'd hook up with a wild one in less than a New York minute~
Every night I'd go out hungry sharking with the guys
circling around...

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When did you start hearing voices,
when did they start making choices
to determine your world

and crack that first bottle
or did the first pipe full smash on the throttle
sending you racing

downhill into the unescapable maze,
driving deeper into...

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There was a priceless moment
When he smiled openly, innocent
To the careful way I’d held him to my heart
As he laced a path across my soul
Notching out breaths of hope and joy
Serrating hollows of serenity and...

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On an early and one misty morn
Our incredible Christ child was born
When the sun soon started to rise,
God's Son was born to our surprise.

In a manager, Jesus was meant to be;
The Holy Savior for both...

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One more breath
notching the scarred pole
that I carry
    walking down my path,
passing thousands
        sitting on the side
sapped of their will,
   on I trudge,
sticking...

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