Long Puking Poems

The angles are in the storm
Just before  the break of dawn
Sending a message to everyone
Telling them to remain calm
The angels are singing out loud
They want to break the treacherous cloud
 and relinquish that awful...

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The Pictish Faeries
by Michael R. Burch

Smaller and darker
than their closest kin,
the faeries learned only too well
never to dwell
close to the villages of larger men. 

Only to dance in the starlight
when the moon was full
and men...

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Detrimental, this situation...so detrimental
Why, why do I even persist; why do I even bother to contend
to be a contender, the defender in this pointless game
Am I the pretender, pretending nothing affects me
like a contagious infectious...

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Can I go to the bathroom? This place is full of jackasses. This place is full of jackasses jerking each other off. This place is full of ignorant, parochial, zit-sucking jackasses undeserving of their place...

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Thus says He who guards the gate,
The atmosphere is stagnant,
Stagnant with discontented gluttons,
Tangled with tricks and deceptions,
Soaked with indoctrination,
And charged with foul breath. 

Thus says He who guards the gate,
The atmosphere is saturated,
Saturated with dirt...

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( an informal poetic)


So I found it! The very essence of my soul, the eventual becoming 
Of my living form to travel to the unseeable future of everything.
So I found it! Beneath the blankets, beneath...

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""Papa" "What about Spring ... ? 



"I don't know Son?"


Killdeer' draw you away from their nest, Bluebirds holler to all about it, hungry Father Fox he knows about it ... .


Kinder yes I think much...

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Here's the truth @my about P.D.
I will knock you off your key bored rapidly
Envy you are, of my ghetto rhyming slam
Shh!!Who really cares who I AM
"lmfao!"Your slam back was a lame attack
My poetic illusions will...

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I don't know why I am here but I am here
I don't know what to do but I  do
I don't know what to sing but I sing
I don't know how to laugh but I...

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I met her on a towering cruise ship,
the Benthic Princess, a vacation trip.
Her platinum hair shimmered in waves,
a beckoning smile that asked me to stay…
That first dinner was quite magnificent,
we talked and talked, like life-long...

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He's a disgrace to the Red Duster someone said:
                    
      ...

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. . .
I don’t feel like doing anything. . .
And yet here I am, writing again. . .
Punctured thoughts gushing redness of frustration and disgust,
Black rivers flowing and intoxicating the remaining blemished white of reality,
Stuck...

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She is the sketch, never looked nice,incomplete and the loner.
She never glowed like princesses,
always at the back raw
and was never expected to bloom like Gerbera daisies.
She is just the sketch

with her peers she played and...

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both sides use conscience for a hook
it's a con artist's suitcase
fill your cup in the Ocean of Tears
there's enough of everything in there
toasters glowing blenders humming
dogs humping on lawns across the land
in a cloying oppressive...

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Another loss.
 It's hard to explain, it just feels like an empty pit in my stomach where a smile once so easily crossed my lips.

A lady I once called “Babushka” was laid to rest after...

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After traffic backup and teen crack ups,
my friends and I park and toward today’s lark,
through gate, stamp and bracelet I race
greeting other friends with new to make.

Amid fried onion reek and the compete
smell of fresh...

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Love is overrated 
Misunderstood, miscalculated.
It is the morning mist,
A dew rested on the grass.
In the warmth, it ceases to exist.
with the heat of the sun, it's gone.
Love demands caring, 
Demands nourishment,
The constant attention of 5minus4...

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She awakes, terrified and unable to scream
above her, the ugliest creature she'd ever seen
Dirty hand over her mouth, gasping for breath
poor girl so frightened, nearly scared to death

Whispered in her ear, "tonight you'll be my...

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Baltimore, 
again. 
8 AM, sweating, shaking 
on the verge of puking up 
stomach acid. 
the car is dead silent. 
are we early? 
are they late? 
is this how its going to be  
forever? 
who...

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The Breath Taking
 
This clean air we breathe hides a murdering
a disguised choking filled with acids insidious burning
slow corrosion of lung and tree 
infecting the inviting honesty 
of the rose

The breath taking
 
Oil leaking death...

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"I'm going to wake up and bury my heart if you're not in it, I could never forget, so I pretend it never happened, I'll live in delusions." _ by poet.




My lingering trepidation blooms
with thoughts...

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A LOW GRADE NAUSEA HAUNTS MY CONSTRICTING THROAT
FATIGUE CREEPS, SERPENT-LIKE, THROUGH MY VEINS
A DARKNESS SO BRIGHT IT BURNS IS SLOWLY CONSUMING ME...
AND ALL I CAN DO IS SCREAM, SILENTLY, 
YOUR HALLOWED NAME...

OH GOD AND THE...

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twas the night before 12/25, and all through the country
not a believer was praying, not even mitt romney.
s&m gear amassed in closets where stored,
awaiting the moment “santa” showed, to commence the beatings
once more.

the children were...

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Fluffy Frosty
Pure like snowflakes…
No Jack knows what it takes,to have a pet like u.
you cried the 1st time we met,
like a toddler without a nanny I had to tend u…
wobble as u walked u couldn’t...

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the parking lot was silent as a tomb-which at the moment wasn't a comforting analogy
his face was startling to the point of being downright scary
instantly she went into paroxyms of pain and started puking black...

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