Long Paintball Poems

2 puberty's
physical
mental
several years before your midlife crisis
about the time you will realise
criminals
dealing drugs and death
would make more money stealing art supplies
the psychology of swears
they wear on their sleeves
eventually demand a life lesson to be learned

the...

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he took the paintball on one sunken cheek

it hurt to be lopsided but the anger subsided

          the umpire declared the shot out of bounds

  ...

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Holy macaroni and cheese in a toaster, am I bored. This long line of people that are trying to pay for the dog food they want to use to make a meatloaf tonight is angering...

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this one goes out to all you symbolphrenics
wink wink light the fuse and
bow only before your own image
for we are each a TV studio
with really huge detector molecules
recall that consciousness is tunable
you need only space...

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Love is a calling


Let me be the Romeo you need in this hour;
Let me be the one to bring you flowers.
Let me stand hand in hand with you beneath the shower;
With you in my sights,...

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Were I given the choice
No matter the season
Heed the call every morn
Beguiling and playful
Come out and discover
Charge up the camera
Tote spare memory card
And head off for the day
Shooting million photos
Details and horizons
Feathery cloud patterns
Luxurious shorelines
Sun’s...

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They’d fallen in love
as some young people do—
so that lust might rationally increase.

Their bright, valentine-red-blood fairly beat for love.

It’s good that we can name a thing—
describe it and classify it, so it’s out there,
fact-like, in...

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This is to you Katie. You were and always be my little sister. even if we're only off by a few months. 
You shed light through my darkness. Now you're the one at peace, out...

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My Aunty, Patricia, she travels the land,
her bag of in-cases gripped firmly in hand.
The contents of which are largely unknown;
although just a few I've sometimes been shown:
One small first aid kit
in case of a cut,...

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Tripping the light fantastic in army surplus boots;
trench warfare becomes a paintball pratfall frenzy
every weekend when the rigid carapace of pin-striped suits
is merrily discarded.
Live ammunition you would die for, laser sights and mortar;
your very own...

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He lays flat, stunned for a long minute.
No longer able to respond with the usual
indiscriminate blanket of bullets.
Now his world is grit and gruel.
The same spit he has subjected
the rest of the milieu to has...

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Being stuck is how I learned I am a cartoonist,
A poet, a writer, a painter.
Being stuck is what makes me 
Seek something new that will interest me.

I know when my brain needs something new.
Her dendrites...

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Booga Booga Boo
I will say to you
On a dark hallows eve night
With a trick up my sleeve
And a treat in my bag
A great night for teasing and fright
With a mask on my face
To the door...

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He gazed into her innocent eyes
Proceeded to say “your friends they lie”
“You know they never wanted us to be together”
“I gave that girl a ride home because of the bad weather”
“Oh that’s a bruise; you...

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You ain’t big, and you ain’t clever 
When you rampage hell for leather
Through the woods, John Wayne you ain’t
With your gun that fires paint

Spouting stuff like ‘I’m the man’
Acting like you’re Action Man
Must have come...

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