Long Putrefied Poems

The wolves race through the woods...
A melancholic night breathing...
The moon weeping its elegant light...
 As I drown in the lake of uncertainty...

A prodigious night...
Procreating melancholy...
A deceiver at command...
Portraying images of the divine...

The nature decaying to...

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(By the time of the shooting of
"The Misfits", the Miller-Monroe
marriage was in deep trouble.
The Pansy is Montgomery Clift,
The Tusker is John Huston.)

After the Fall

It started as a mental exercise. 
I wondered if an East-Side Jew...

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After a lifetime
(pronounced like millennium),
where tenacity futilely braced
psyche deeply purpled,
hellishly, and lethally
traced resulting scars -
jackknifed, emasculated
cruelly chaste

sexuality expired, lapsed,
and petered out testosterone
begone to waste,
and how this abased
bereft of eroded optimism,
nee faith no more - erased,
solitary...

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When the sun has set for me and the stars should have blinked no more,
When the time for me to go and see my friends on the other shore,
When the breath that I have loved...

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SHOOTING DOPE WITH PUDDLE WATER
I was walking through puddles of oatmeal
As other folks drove behind a steering wheel
I was stuck in a park putrefied by puke
With no apologies nor lies I wished to rebuke

I was...

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The devil done put a new face
on an old sales technique
It's brash, it's bold
It's tricky sweet
But it tastes sour, this maggot treat
He swapped the fresh for the spoiled meat
Had to bait the trap good,
hide the...

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On the edge of metropolitan midnight
he lays in a breathless silence
rasping the evanescing yesterdays to his windows
both open and locked,
while the unknowing below in stale smoke barrooms,
wait to sear his wounds and retell his life
in...

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i will see you, my love
soon
i will see you in a windless country, in a thoughtless world,
with swords, we”ll cut off all roads in the air, from the earth
with our eyes, we”ll dress them up...

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Ossenburger, the business genius, 
when he graduated from college, 
he started a budget mortuary service.

Five dollars a corpse!
He was the Wal-Mart of death.
Burry ‘em, burn ‘em, float ‘em down the river, 
get ‘em by the...

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Perris, take my forlorn and lonely heart.
Though far apart.
Thank the dead words that reach you with a bruise.
That remarks of a loving man here in the vale! 
Could blue flies traverse hills and mountains,
Your love...

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THE VULTURE
Scavenging wretch!
With a long neck 
And a stinking breath
Feeding on carcasses of the dead
Bald headed crook with eyes that are red
Eating the putrefied worms of the barren Islands
He roams through the plains of the...

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DOPE DESTROYS THAT WHICH HOPE PROTECTS 

Those aren’t really maggots, it ain’t even a flightless fly
That’s just the look of putrid and putrefied flesh when you die
Those aren’t really moles down there, they ain’t even...

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“ Does the Angel in the Whirlwind still Direct the Storm ? ”


As blood in rivers of crude black burned
the prophets mourned
and woe upon the angel dancing in the storm
to the reign of hail
and bitterness...

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Roaming around the mysterious domain of oblivion 
I crept into the caves of pleasure
The crimson joy enveloped me in utter passion
I tried to stand up, but
The lustful hug of the darkness
 Prevented me; I prevented...

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I walk this path today,Observing many of my own,
Walking happily,
Carving their paths each day,
Little do they know,
We are imprisoned on this world,
With gravity forming around us all,
We survive to live another moment,
We die the next,
Knowing...

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Dead souls alive 
  


A deep soiled grave is where I lay as if to say why
The skies clouds rain but I cannot see it but hear its cries
The sun baked the ground above...

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it's as light as snow, the steep hill
when the sun rises must not move a finger,
obedient child, the earth wears its white feathery garment,
putrefied by the wet tears,  no need to raise  up...

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Teardrops had fallen 
and wrung my heart dry 
too weak to cry
sweat had trickled down
to feet and palms
hiding in my bulging 
eyes. 
I had searched 
for three days
trembling at a doorknob 
locking the masked one...

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They have used us enough
We’re so done with their stuff
We will trade them for dust
Some old snails, or just rust
We’ll exchange them for rocks
They ship well in a box
And to save on some freight
We’ll ship...

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We shall meet again, my friend
in Johannesburg, my friend
After the revolution

Ha! Ha! Ha!
We shall dine on gold plates
And wine on rich red blood

We shall roam the open veldt
from Pietersburg to Natal
Cape Town to Port Elizabeth
Our...

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Here we are trapped and bound
By evil forces difficult to fathom 
Here we are naturally endowed 
With all of God’s blessings 
While 133 million of our children 
Wail nightly on empty bowels
Confused and traumatized 
Where...

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Two ladies named Jan and named Lin
professed a forgivable sin
they cornered a dragon
wrung her in a flagon
and gave her away as cheap gin

The old dragon's name was Jooling
who had a habit of drooling
she couldn't stay...

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It's dark in here
Dead boring too
My neighbours don't talk much
I'm floating in a puddle
Of putrefied juices
That have percolated
Through the billion
Pores of my back
It stinks in here
No ventilation at all

A persistent
Hard-shelled beetle
Has been trying to enter
My...

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They journeyed back to the past
Digging deep into archives vast
Day and night they laboured on
Unearthing bones from ancient tombs
In search of the lost tongue

The mother tongue of Urhobos
The rope that bound the people as one
Long-lost...

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Petition

We animals and after mature cogitation
Enunciate bury the hatchet and in peace abide
To the law of the jungle oppose our deprivation
Terminate the masquerade and nature commodities equally divide

Confide to pathetic humans the charge
To their lust...

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