Long Overworked Poems

I feel much like trash
When I’m not earning cash
Can’t you see I’m working hard, Lord?
According to Your will, according to Your accord
I feel like I’m worthless
When I’m unable to clean up my mess
Can’t you see...

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Long 'ere legends encountered finesse amidst flairs of passionate cravings,
thereupon, be a period wherein an episode occasioned an opportunity that will be reserved forever.
An outbreak of dismembering words are been exchanged between groups of rapscallions.
The...

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Book 2
“Next we will use and abuse, the wedge of doubt.  To place a misgiving, a slight of hand, an apprehension into the day,  to mold the day thoughts of these apes, these...

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JACOB’S LADDER

News is out; Armageddon is upon us, and it is time for all of us to go 
The world's armies have all gathered, and they are putting on a show
 
Heaven is calling and,...

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Most, including myself,  have thought upon a certain night                         ...

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Is this the price we pay for our right to have guns 
the blood of innocent souls lost to oblivion: a gentle violence

Forever a mental brute, a slow gentle violence 
of unforgivable action, wither insane...

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Born in the Goshen ghetto,
bound by an Ashkenaz forged umbilical chain
Beloved mother was Jim Crow lynch poor,
adored father was the Uncle Sam same
Third-generation slaves,
pauper freed allegedly
But royal blood their ancestors  
sweaty tears did bleed
From...

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Harumph To Holiday Hoopla – Phish Pshaw!

Relieved of fatherhood Saint
Nick schtick found me
to relinquish ratty outfit, and stow away zee bras
like padding and "FAKE flowing beard,
ah...don't remind me,
those well worn faux paws

of each dear deer...

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If anybody ever asks me about my feelings and thoughts about Life,
I would tell them how and when it all started, meeting you, that is.
I would tell them the place where and how and to...

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Facial Recognition Blues

Physicists speculating about a cosmic hologram 
Anarchists debating about the next message from Uncle Sam
The archaic ageing of the technology of the Telegram
An innocent waiting for an answer from an Annogram

Images of scientific...

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How, I wonder, do present people not
realize that what they do has been done?
That all their new fads, their new ideas,
have all had their day under the sun.
That we have lived without religions,
that gay unions...

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tell them the one thing you might not say, the words you could hush, say it loud, quiet too, 
rhyme if you have to, skip a line, maybe two, a pattern of words, to see...

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Yet again we turn on the TV
And witness horrible scenes
Of unparalleled violence, hatred and despair

Two teenage boys
Decide to kill all of their classmates
Hold their school up
Bombs waiting to destroy

And the cry goes out throughout the...

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Yes, the government was unprepared
Brushed it off and didn’t care
Dropped the ball, was slow to act
They knew ahead and that’s a fact
Had ample time to protect us all
Ignored the warnings when China called
Pandemic Blueprint and...

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December  2nd 2013 4:00 am (o400)

Detoxing from drugs pychotrophically speaking
My couch was an aroma of deadened sweat too putrid to mention
You came to call not long after I thought I was pregnant by my...

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We throw away everything
We produce too much
We damage the earth 
We do ourselves a great harm 

A wasteful society we are
We use up and pollute
Sparing no thought for tomorrow

Earth is a bountiful place
It can meet...

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Arriving at the restaurant
I am the friend of a friend
A stranger to most
Introductions are brief
Too many names to remember
For my overworked brain
But I smile
Make polite conversation
Feeling awkward and ill at ease

I sense someone behind me
I...

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It’s a pleasure to walk out on a Winter’s day,
When the cold air bites, and deep snow’s here to stay!
To hear the wind howling through the bare trees,
Perhaps hear the sound of a chickadee sneeze!
But...

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EDGAR CAYCE
			
		True, true, my hands are soft– not overworked,
		nor lined by heavy labor-- nor calloused  
		-- the soft hands of a gentleman, perhaps!
		But my manners are rough and countryfied, 
		my speech slow and southern–...

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I attended a meeting with, supposedly a friend, and was introduced to
Despised, Dehumanized, Decreased, Diminished, Disregarded, and Devalued,                 ...

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The Three Islands Sleep!

Sleep, sleep, the islands asleep!
Sleep while the winds blow on her face,
On her trees, and on her mountains and hills,
Sleep when the thieves dressed in suit come in,
Like the befuddled man sleeps...

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WHAT MEN WANT

I went for a walk, tripped and bumped my head,
I got up, buttoned my coat, it was freezing cold, 
Began snowing outside I was told
Walking in the mall, in my head,
Heard, two men...

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HELLO  BRAIN
Brain, o dear darling overworked brain,
Slow down, why are you trying to drain
Me, that grey mass of matter that i need,
Three hundred and sixty-five days, indeed,
A full year, so don’t send me into...

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The Accidental Poet


I have come to terms with language,
dyslexia jailed then freed me
a...

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For miles, nothing came remotely close that rivaled her attraction.
No one ever told us, but she looked like some kind of smoke stack,        
utilized for burning debris or...

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