Long Prosthesis Poems

'm extinct 
I'm irrelevant 
Rare off day today
Go to to store and see if I can pilfer a couple xmas presents
Raise me this way
My moms ddnt 
But my deviation has allowed me
Woke up this morning...

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A young doctor with no friends asked God to give him patience. The next day the doctor walked into his office and there was five patients waiting for him, more than usual. The first patient...

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The Moby Dick Reunion 


One hundred fifty nine years have passed
Since Melville published his novel.
Seven hundred twenty pages in length
Some say it was much too nautical. 

All of the characters have gathered.
They’re going to have...

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Contrary faces, a ramshackle masquerade. 

Strengths stance unwavering in face, though weakness taunts, 
gaining momentum to take its place.
"Fear nothing but fear it's self" the age old adage turns battle cry for the seat of...

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Ahab needed shore leave, 
And obsessed so on his dream,
Harpooning some sweet harlot 
Had become his major theme.
He was just a novice mariner, 
His first time far from home.
He’d made his maiden voyage 
With his...

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Loss of a Mate
By Leonard Kleeman
The loss of a mate is a terrible thing, 
particularly when wed together for over 50 years.  
 You will miss your mate all the time
and for the rest...

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My term as a head student will come to an end.
But my three-month term I intend to extend.

I have friends here you know and acquaintances are many
I hope that votes will come, each will contribute...

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Planetary percussion:
the sphere reels through black space
with cries of,  Help!  Help!
We need Help!
"Just go shopping," speaks the Poobah Bush.

Just take this pill but look out for the headache,
the chronic constipation of promises to...

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There’s a man lives in my house
He’s as quiet as a mouse
I’ve never ever seen him
Don’t hear him move about
He doesn’t seem to eat
And he doesn’t drink my beer
But though no floorboard ever creaks
I know...

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I cling to the tangibility of paper
its connection to earth, 
the feel of the grain 
on the skin. 
Words do not exist 
thanks to the mashing 
of keys and buttons, but by providence
of the paper....

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 The human spirit needs places where
nature has not been rearranged
by the hand of man
Author Unknown

A metal rail now mocks the space

where a massive trunk once rose two hundred feet, 
and a long stairway, and...

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Those Night Shoes


Behind the pane of storefront glass, 
   upon a pedestal, they stand,
      ornate, black, sexy- six-inch heels- 
these special shoes my dreams command.

A night out with...

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Prophet of my profits,
put your legs in the stirrups
force me out of you, shrieking
dripping of drug, reeking
immaculately dressed
adulterous, childish
a little worse for wear,
a bastard of metaphor.

Heir of my errs,
cast a neurotic prosthesis atop the saddle
trample...

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Changing thoughts
were creating chaos in frenzy,
unabashed, following the stricken
prey, to reclaim
the violence of a stalker.

Was there any law of jungle ?
Or rule of law in the midstream
of a formless prosthesis,
gaping void, throwing up
a primordial fear.

Becoming...

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Fears that the
escalator to get 
down to the 
 parking lot
stifling you..
 The 
Pile does not end.
 
 
Cars together as people
do not let you go
pass between. 
This madness.
 
Clutch   with madness on...

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