Long Psychotropic Poems

… as I child I heard these words by Immanuel Kant from my late Dad

over and over again …’you must act in a way that if everybody did it

your thinking and deeds could be the...

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So, Yang,
who would you like to meet
your psychotropic doctor today?

[no answer]

I'm hoping Princess Yang
will speak with us today,
because she is my favorite,
I must confess
this PositivEnergy bias
for conserving nutritional activities,
nurturing co-relationships,
cooperative ZeroZone centering balance.

Hi,
I'm Princess Yang,
and...

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There probably are some psychotropic meds
helpful with win/win rerooted thinking
reconnecting within feelings,
positive and negative

But meth
and alcohol
and heroin
and depression
and anxiety meds
are not among these.

Nor are behavior management practices
hoping to fade out robust addictions
to substances
and victim spiritualities
against...

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at first she did not want to attend the party

          was not in the bright mood for heavenly guise

       ...

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What can a bewildered brotha’ say,
it happens every unnatural day
Sunshine is labeled as shade,
crystal clear is called opaque fade

Did I make a left turn 
into the wrong dimension?
Now I’m seeing curvaceous things
that Nana never mentioned
Me...

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Is there a doctor in the house?
A cryptic message from the uniting nations,
looking for yet another credentialed ecotherapist
to surgically remove all our economic and political issues.

Those remaining after overdosing on pharmaceuticals
as media marketed 
through normal...

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It started with an apple in paradise or was it a date they consumed

Had they kept their clothes off laundry day would have been easier

	The smell of seduction and no fake news

Honestly who cares whether...

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I can no longer hear the voices, 
so now I'm not sure what to say. 
I've come to the conclusion 
that they would know a better way to tell this story.
At least if I could...

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On the corner of Short con and Long play
sits the neighborhood ponies man
in his pickup van,
waiting to take parlay list deliveries
Feeling leisurely ... not wanting to bounce
on a Cadillac roll,
Trickbaby is out on a stroll
He's...

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‘Madness kills Insanity’


Melancholy daggers had struck him down again

Compressed a fragile state of festering fragments

Left behind on slow incisions ready for the kill


A crazy old man on death row of split darkness

Stripped to the core...

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Late spring  
	and the opening gasps 
	of summer’s blazing promise 
	bring whirling dark clouds, 
	horizontal rain, 
	fierce weather, 
	warning horns, 
	my blackness, 
	horizontality, 
	downright mean melancholy,
	and warning signs
	worthy of attention.

	I much prefer lazy storms...

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“I was frolicking up a staircase made of clouds only to end up muzzled in a circus ”

I explain to Lola - my puzzled therapist 

“Your rational faculty seem to be calloused by your crippling...

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Splinters and Beams

                    Stream of consciousness gleams under stark cover
      ...

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Psychiatrists have us believing in 
the myth of psychotropic medicine. 
Chemical potions to free mankind
from the prisons of tortured minds.
But the drugs they deal can cause so much harm
voices are crying out in alarm.
You can’t...

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A BAND AND A DANCER SO GRAND

“Shall we dance?” the lady asked ever so politely
And oh how the lady danced ever so lightly
It was as if she  \hovered an inch above the floor
And I...

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Dishonorable plastic discharge
gouge a crater debt 
of predatory lending regret

Dead faces on printed paper
exercise still
their executive will

Oppressive weight
from the mausoleum stacks
of dollar bills

Folded temptation — 
some crispy new,
others old and faded
Both remain in
C-4 spend circulation

See...

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Poem to Myself

You ask to be birthed,
when you know I have passed
the age of passion to sing anything
sweeter than a harmonious hymn.
My taste for life is hollow blue
and all I know is hawks flying and...

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I wake up to the radio, the cops have this suspect on the run
who dives out of my speaker and is brandishing a gun.
He jumps off of my balcony but before he hits the ground
becomes...

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I got these old habits that I’m trying to kill
Like kick off the ills
Of these psychotropic pills
Cause I’m someone else
They turned me into someone else

What you say, it’ll all come back
Whether love or it’s hate
both...

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High on We
High on kisses on my neck 
and the psychotropic affect of the breeze
High on the rhythm of breathing 
Catching rays of knowledge
Sun shining....my mind is

High on words alone
Filling paper with messages 
that set...

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As the blushing embers
of loves' magma begins
to flow.
The tenderness of each 
petal of rose
elicits passions
within us, that grow. . . 
like gaian gardens on Mars. . .
a silhouette crimson,
of falling stars.

As dew-lit morning glories emit
the...

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what will you say?
now that I have abandoned an ingredient
in my psychotropic cocktail
speak calmly and tell me 
of sunny skies 
wind-blown shadows
tell me, I can reach way down inside
way down in the center of me
a...

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A beautiful word, like sex 
on stick and bears no guilt, 
is the sure epitome of 
my blood and not of my belly

Not to omit the brevity 
of its syllable, oft sounding on 
my breath,...

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a gossamer idea floats down vacated hallways of my mind
as it registers, I wonder if maybe I am sleep deprived-
are there clouds of exhaustion built up in my eyes?
did I perhaps take a psychotropic pain...

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