Long Projector Poems

Once upon a time, there lived a boy called Simon.
He was an ordinary boy who did what ordinary nine year old
boys do: collecting bugs and putting them in jars,
speaking to imaginary friends, riding a bike...

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Sometimes I think I should have started this prose
With a disclaimer of sorts
To my readers, many of those
Who may think me out of my gourd

Sometimes I think this disclaimer should be
Short and sweet, honest and...

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Sometimes I think I should just run and hide
And become somebody else
Leave all of my troubles and worries behind
But you can’t run and hide from yourself

Sometimes I think I hear voices in my head
And see...

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Lyrics of Bigflo & Oli's hit song, Dommage: “T’is a Pity!” Translated by T. Wignesan

https://bigfloetoli.lnk.to/LaVraieVie

(Two brothers: Florian (the elder with the “Big” prefix) and Olivio ORDONEZ, born and raised in music from an early age...

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"Drip, drip" said the mildew-stained stone cellar walls of St. Peter's cathedral,
Where a goblet of wine dripped into a priest dressed in robes violet and medieval.

Down into the crypts beneath the church's alter he had...

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Everybody got a Hollywood life story
to tell
More meat on the bone
give juicier bites 
to sell
Nobody ever turns in a tarnished silver screenplay
Those warts and mistakes
get Photoshop casting couch edited away
Baby Jane rude attitude don’t make...

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Tuck into the public
private seclusion.

My aversion to inclusion
includes a stub, a tub,
a carelessly careful curation,
a velvet rope, a hint of hope,
a folding chair, softened and stickied 
by foam and frothing soda spills.

A not soundless though...

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I discovered miscellaneous meaningless hodgepodge...

dating back circa: Age of computer antiquity
mine signature worthless gibberish
found Earthling dumbfounded
for further waste of time inquire
about trivial details constituting 
more'n six electronic new pages
the following an excerpt from book of
Matthew...

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just sitting there with your jaw all agape,
staring into my energized eyes with your black buttons
that got stuck within the orbits of your head, and
i feel as though i just might go apeshit

along the way,
i've...

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She headed up the stairs                    
as John closed the front door,
heading out for the evening run.
She...

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Lava pours to staunch a ruptured womb, green mists warn from the pit of one to walk from it, slick and groomed.

It is hard to believe we have to put up with this shat.
Where are...

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Transformer-changeling, 
liquid currency of purchasing. 
Themes
Selling us your wares as we wade in your maelstrom pool.
Accentuating my cares.
Dreams.
Weave for me-from your electric spool.
Your hourglass adbdomain spin(e)-dling, fondling, sifting, and gonduling me to my destination azul.

Capture...

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I will not be late to work today

I will get there on time
I will brush my teeth
Without singing songs
Without thinking about birthdays
About gymnasiums
About TAKS 
About sound
About war
Republicans
Democrats
Independents

I will get there on time
I will eat my...

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American cosmonaut
	moonwalking
Humanity is tethered to the line,
sweating vacuum fear facing the void
Planet of the apes ...
	backwards talking
Silent film projector reel
spinning in reverse ... time capsule re-entry noise
Caveman slug in a spacesuit
	retrograde crawling
Mushroom cloud cinematography ......

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Für Elise 

walking through the hidden realm of 
my heart,

whistling close by me, a poisoned 
dart, 

burning lightning in a pearly orb,

the essence of my agony you 
absorb,

echoes of a dog's anguished howl,

the opening eyes...

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'Camp Chippewa, ' its tennis and rifle range, X-Class sailing, 
And classic 'Old Town' canvas covered wooden canoes, 
Not the low-class aluminum canoes of a 'Camp Thunderbird.'
Cass Lake - garden of the Mississippi's hidden currents,...

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Perched on figurative shoulder...
taking devil's advocate stance...,
with sharp eyed cognizance
of course Joe King abidance!

Wild eyed traitor Joe Schmoe,
albeit Democrat subjects himself to grow
wing skepticism at impeachment show
whip lashed, viz strapping jock who stow
weapons of mashed...

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HEAVENLY UNION
I know you will not believe me-but-it is like I knew you before
From the day of our communion there was this eternal connection   
This is indescribable; it’s like reviewing history of our...

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My Faults are on a projector that plays constant in my mind,
The waters rising steady making it impossible to unwind.
Medication tastes like failure as it dances past my tongue
I'm suffocating from the toxins that are...

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he rubbed his eyes
and said you just think that way
so you always have an answer ready
which may well constitute
a state of pure entertainment
with multiple jaw grinding orgasms
in a dog lick dog kind of world
at Cathode...

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5/28/2018
What am I doing in a place like this? 

So distant yet right at my fingertips…only a few know it exists.

A coat of Pacific blue chipping off into an opaque faded shade of grey—stony tone—of...

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               In the quiet whispers of the night,
I hear the impending dawn chuckle 
a shadow verse 
of glimpse of soon-coming, 
like...

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An ordered massif of concrete
in the green Adirondack range,
crumbling Greek amphitheater,
it’s presence strikes the mind as strange.

The chips and cracks throughout the tiers,
the weather worn orchestra shell,
a dry fountain before the stage
where grand tales performers...

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Strange noises come from my basement,
And they're making it hard to sleep.
A cold chill rushes across my skin,
As I hear the sound of a child weep.

Soft cries rising to a crescendo,
The pitch is deafening to...

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My girl wanted to go the matinee movies,
so she asked    me too

Miss Pretty Brown Eyes
was ever a looker for a good time
in the stone soul 
theater cool, dark veil blue

And so was...

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