Long Plasticine Poems

"The Reptilian Anthropocene"



The Reptilians
war daily 
enrobed in their
stiff distinction suits
rainbow coloured badges 
pinned to their lapels
they beat their breasts 
and oily palms
profiting from all 
the soft-boiled 
foxes on the run
cerebral cortex bound
thinking they are free-willed
and...

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1. We are upstairs, rolling on a derailleur
much fun is timely prepared by fate’s chauffeur
rooms facing each other is the plasticine
the models of our contact is the icing
from her own end, she chooses my Tuxedo
and...

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Eastern Front Anger

The tiled oven exploded smoke and debris was strewn
everywhere in the room which had been untidy
before plasticine animals went up into flames
before authoritarian anger banged and exploded 
before I knew what anger and...

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He fell one stormy midnight clear,
His feet upon his head,
He deaf of mouth and blind of ear,
All purple, green and red.

He dined politely on a rose,
Then with a speckled hen,
He quickly drew himself a nose,
And...

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A Ship In A Bottle
My great Grand Father sailed to New Zealand on a ship called the Wild Deer in 1872. I have always loved ships in bottles, and one day decided I would drain...

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If you'd seen this metamorphosis
Wide-eyed boy-
                      proud soldier-
      ...

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In a world where everything glimmers in a play of lights,
The girl with diamond eyes steps forth like a shooting star into the night.
With every gesture she makes, she leaves sparkling trails on the city...

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I need to purge my blood of these shivers, smoke-filled bubbles burst in blood capillaries, an embolysym of you, an embolysym of truth. So much disease carried through an artificial vein.A wire mesh heart that...

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Picture yourself in a boat on a river
sailing along with the moon in your eyes
Following dreams found to make your heart quiver
with tangerine trees and marmalade skies

Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly
counting the words...

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It ain’t heavy Babe


Writing lines so soft they can never be heavy.
Driving along in my Beetle; dreaming about a Chevy.
Time to begin again; getting ready.
Lovin’ ain’t as easy as they all say it is.
Still I’m...

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sickness come up again. a burning lesion, a churning wave
will u wait for my skin to grow back
picking apart the cells, and seething for hours in sweat
or is this the ultimate. the death of u...

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NB:  This is a repost, originally deleted.


The vermillion sunset has long dissipated 
Over the marine  persimmon horizon afar.
In the deep subterranean silence of the charcoal night.
Obfuscation confuses the illogical mind,
And conjures titanium dreams...

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I met her when I was sixteen or seventeen
One old mean vicious queen called Josephine 
Her skin the texture of a tangerine
And its color plasticine aquamarine
Obsessed with her aging beauty hardly pristine
Deeply tormented by the...

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With a snakelike hiss, the tangerine train doors close
and the engine rock-rumbles forward 
clicking over each joined metal coupling.

Long gone are the pristine days of virginity 
and the impassioned rush of slick new parts.
The small...

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Hours nibble at a back strain.
Tenuous strings were pulled
lifting water bottles.
You wonder how weak and fragile
you are. How vulnerable to 
these ancient red tides within
that can bend your iron like plasticine,
turn you into a crooked...

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The faintness of flight overwhelms me
boxed in caged, corseted, in a cattle car of the air
pristine bells and whistles cajole the herd
as the breath is cycled and recycled through the 
bellows of plasticine and metal
germs...

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Frightful day, full of strain,
waiting, wondering, hoping, 
clock watching, biding time.
Final word spoken.

The darkness did descend.
Lying in wait.
A wicked demon hibernating in my chest,
ready to devour life.
Awakening, identified by a slight thickness,
ever so slight.

Confirmed by...

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Dark eyes awakening
drifting between the haze
illuminates one of Us.
chromatic spirits cooling out
vintage happiness memories;
it's all weightless Vibes
soul plated candy dancing dreams
Red Line eternities-give way to
Chosen notions, blinding Emotions
taking their Earthly toll
devouring human convulsions.
bridge that "generational"...

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The middle finger meets the notch inside my thumb,
squeeze tighter, maybe it’ll shrink.
Trying to push up inside of my skeleton,
closing my eyes I try to pull out my chest.
This feels inhuman, like she’s someone else.
She’s...

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Plasticine-boy´s life was a continual liq quiver,
it was a sight to see.
There was nothing original in him, except fear,
without impulse nor opinion
even with no defined color
adaptable to anyone
just like the chameleons.

Always modeled by the hands...

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Swarm robots sing                                ...

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If I'd be born for evil deed
to capture water, land and heaven,
I'd plead you save my soul in need,
It is deformed, it's a black as raven. 
You would take as warm plasticine
this miser's heart that...

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so much talk
poetry’s dead, poetry’s dying

I live with the dead
know the dying

in myself
so I lay a braided scarlet welcome mat
at the door and welcome 

all for this marvelous seance
and metamorphosis

step right up
the plasticine academic gold...

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What is bad stock?
Plasticine people smiling within Formica walls
Where hippy drains a fathers fool
As Ma Baker dominates the town 
By day before taking her draws 
Down...
Shes a ho.. He's a whimp
Out dancing with Lucy 
Sky...

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Start life in a pushchair
end up in a wheelchair
that
doesn't sound fair to me

I'd like a parachute.

but we rise as we fall
keep our eyes
on the ball and
the game plays out as it will.

If life is a...

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