Long Oversexed Poems

The truculent night opened its ears and eyes
to acknowledge the fervor of the melee raging in her brain

She woke up with ringing in her ears
was it tinnitus or a heart attack?

She didn’t know, 
but it...

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I was awakened in the middle of the night
by a noise coming from inside the house;
Carefully, I slipped out of bed
so as not to wake my spouse.

I quietly snuck down the stairs 
to see just...

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You know, I thought changing one’s job would be easy,
To start a new vocation would be breezy.
I got me local newspaper, looking for a job as a sparky, (electrician)
But I said “what the F-ck, these...

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Lack of communication leads to 
misinterpretation.
That's something this present 
generation deems to adjust to, 
because based on observation a 
lot of us tend to strive with 
limitations.

We want new ideas to serve as 
motivation,
We want...

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Hebetudinous life slipping away,
With the tick tock of the clock
Killing me every disgruntling second, 
Of every bloody hour of every day

This preposterous plague of sadness
Prohibiting my pleasures 
Dictating the dose strength of my badness
In its...

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Last night my tortured mind did wander
Imagined all the Hollywood starlets
Wanted to squeeze me and cover me with kisses
My body was their ultimate target

Now I know I have this amazing physique
Young girlies would really die...

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Last night my tortured mind did wander
Imagined all the Hollywood starlets
Wanted to squeeze me and cover me with kisses
My body was their ultimate target

Now I'm aware I have an amazing physique
Young girlies would really die...

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Last night my tortured mind did wander
Imagined all the Hollywood starlets
Wanted to squeeze me and cover me with kisses
My body was their ultimate target

Now I know I have this amazing physique
Young girlies would really die...

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Within this slice of bleakMoment i am pondering my
madness AND do sane people wonder if they are 
quite crazy -- this i cannot know /  but if while
thinking of my insane need for sanity...

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Ethics

Taught accurately to account
for each reward an exact amount
a Kantian conscience reprehends
a stray Romantic dividend.

Publicly our just deserts
are measured by our type of work.
For what surgeons are forgiven
clerks and watchmen go to prison.

Few are ushered...

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In between abandoned shapes, an
evocation deadens the tongues. A bitch in you
drives you to wilderness. Oversexed, the paws
strike savagely on the necks of lambs. The
candlesticks revert back to acid bombs scorching
the tender hugs.

Fences are irretrievable....

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