Long Play possum Poems

We were very young,                               ...

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I come before you, proclaiming you're Brother
Or Sister in Christ's death, that Eve was our Mother
Though you claim (in faith too) that my Truth’s your falsehood!
If all faith’s just faith, how can we in our...

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Near the creek, there’s old dead tree 
We never had climbed before
Big “J” decided he’d go up
Not knowing what was in store

He climbed up to the first big fork
Sat in the crotch of the tree...

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I saw that sneer heard the mockery 
It came straight from your heart
Like bread comes from a bakery
Your eyes said it all and though it hurt
Stung for that minute second I choose to stay merry.

When...

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We’ve had warnings before of real dangers we face,
Populations whose growth could exceed Earth’s resources! (1)
Might chemicals used to produce more (enrich some)
Be curse if we poison consumers, farmworkers, and soil
That grows crops? (2) Have...

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Sometimes I pretend I’m Death's groom
I find my father’s sperm still inside
I find it nestled in my mother’s egg
I find the original template
I find dead things like DNA replicating

Sometimes I feel dead inside
I become fallen...

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I've always been a prankster; I just can't resist a joke.
I think I'll shake things up a bit, when in the old folks home.

They'll think they have a fairy when I hide all their false...

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A game she had played every night 
on guard for that opened-door light;
was quick to react,
cause it was a fact-
each time, it was somewhat a fright!

Cause, under the covers, you see,
'twas something, that just shouldn't...

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Looks like a lonely smile, just maybe a only child
As my days go by, as my hour’s blossom
At times in this open space I’d rather play possum
In your presence my glass is full
Half and hour...

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Just because life sucks
You don’t wanna live no more?
Fine! So why don’t you
just go ahead and kill yourself?
Get it over with—
Stand in front of a runaway train…
Life ain’t worth living for sissies.

You think only you...

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Play possum; act like you have died,
especially if you cannot hide.
Were there no exits to run to,
pretending death is what I’d do.
This strategy I’d not deride!

Let’s say a shooter has been spied.
Folks are running, scared...

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Nature Bride Price

Thou bride play possum

With her groom, love dies

Nature like a groom who pram

Divorce is his case, has eyes

Commanding earth to turn forward

The price of a bridegroom precious

Nature precession, like to come upward

Precaution the...

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