Long Piercings Poems

With this needle and thread I stitch the wounds Avril left
but with this blade I angrily carve a new
rough, short, jagged adjacent from the bone in my wrist
for a reflection of our relationship
and an outlet...

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Spouse cannot forget mine suppressed flatulence upon our first date

While yours truly sat here 
at the desk housing MacBook Pro,
pondering his next idée fixe apropos
for gamut of anonymous readers,
he unexpectedly, noisily and effectually
exploded out rear...

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baseball, bird, change, childhood, games, holiday, lost,

“Seasonal Walks in the Park!”

A walk in the park after a springtime morning rainfall 
Is to hear the droplets fall from bent branches overhead
That can shock and moisten one’s...

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Sometimes everything seems fake to me, and I am so tired of people acting like they remember what love is. 
Everyone says it. 
“I love you, I love you, I love you.” 
No words are...

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Ladies let me talk to you for a while, Why you letting him control your life and take away your smile? Truth be told, God has a plan for your life. 
You are not somebodies...

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I was so young and i mowed the lawn,
Whoever thought it was us that id grow to mourn,

We hit it off well and truely too quick,
You became pregnant, a son i would pick,

We broke up...

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When their daughter asks them about the Renaissance, 
they’ll tell her about Da Vinci’s ‘Last Supper’, Andreas Versailus and Nicholas Copernicus but I wish them to tell her how Galileo Galilei was imprisoned by the...

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Upon the first date (decades ago) with the gal,
whose troth aye did pledge allegiance to wed
we agreed to dine at an ex-mex eatery
in north Wales, Pennsylvania, where angels feared to tread
carefully scrutinizing bon appétit the...

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The girl with the lustful eyes and the mini skirts, where did she go?
I see her physically but for some reason the wondering eyes and mini skirts no longer show.
The guy who would drink every...

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Mr. Wiggles the stuffed “punk pig” , he wasn’t always this way. Before the safety pins in his little nose and “Dead Kennedy’s” patch on his soft, fuzzy, pink back, he was a loving, clean,...

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When I feel like the world is moving
So fast I can’t keep up
I whisper a prayer 
For His giving
Me the ability to keep moving
Forward, toward the light
That He provides
Light of love
Light of life
Light of lasting...

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Piercing my heart:

Her nose-pin twinkles at me,
Her lip-ring smiles at me,
Her dark eyes make me lust,
Leaving everything like rust.
Her cheek-piercings make fake dimples,
Fake eyelashes arise ripples,
Inside my heart.
She is a prostitute from Havana,
I first met...

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I was heading to the bunkhouse, after a wild night on the town
dancing & romancing & one too many round
Back in my wild & woolly days, one more rowdy Saturday night
full of cheap beer &...

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You’ve walked those streets a thousand times and still
                      You end up here. Regret...

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His chapstick soft lips 
Distracted me 
From the perverse taste 

Of stale cigarettes 
He inhaled 
Between every other word 

But it didn’t 
Make my sagacious heart 
Uneasy 

He was winsome 
With that throaty laugh 
After...

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Between these words and this paper lie my feelings
They hold the connection together, no piercings
So abstract I just want to get lost in them
I think I have found a reason not to analyse them
They are...

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She was the type who dressed only in darks,
a ‘non-conformist’ teen who bathed in snark,
in black lipstick her smile did hide,
row of piercings ran above her eyes.

Her family came in October to my inn,
a bed-and-breakfast...

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Even with 
The cross 
Around his neck 

And the childhood
Anxiety over 
An imaginary man’s judgement 

His thoughts 
Were more iniquitous 
Than my own 

He would delineate the way 
Shower droplets 
Languidly glide down my skin...

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Ever watch the man pull into wheelchair parking, 
get out of his car and walk into a store.
Ever watch an obese woman eating at a buffet 
and you think there is just no excuse,
Ever see...

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DAWN


                          ~It's 5:40 am....
I can hear all types of birds...

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His name was Ezra but you didn't and wont know him.
An observant nihilist, pouring out vile play scripts in 400 word messages.
Researching one's hyper-fixation so the insomniac has someone who he may believe will enjoy...

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The Holy Spirit is like the wind which, comes and goes

Cascading diamonds of Light....

Swept into the breeze; met by Clouds of comfort

Cherubs, whom disperse its Bright ~

Guardians and Messengers, sent, from the Glorious Throne upon...

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PAIN AND LONGING 


Reluctant wood lay
marbled down His spine
as His passion extracted
His strength in diamond 
drops daggered 
my hip pain a micro
misplay of that which 
nailed His truth : 
Our bodies messages 
carrying might and...

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The giant beast grasped her in callused claws ...

          Chaos swirled like the pupil of some evil eye
      As scorched as...

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It is not a mind altering parade of substances that questions a rotting ship. It is not a threefold tankard buried in an Abyssinia besom of beads for only a technological advance actually shows such...

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