Long Roadkill Poems

Father, you hurt my feelings
It looks as if you don’t care that I’m alone
Melodic, hopeful bird sings,
So I listen and feel at home, all on my own 

The tune of tranquility will drain away the...

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Chief garbage taster as fifth grade Halloween gag
at Henry Kline Boyer Elementary School
interestingly enough landed me a grubhub grab bag.

I rooted thru poetry anthology of mine,
and came across an unpublished poem
by one obscure poet (me),...

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Chief egalitarian garbage taster i.e. “white trash”

As Halloween costume, 
one year during early grade school, 
my father got brilliant idea 
for sole son dressed
uniquely rubbish qua 
putrid offal getup. 

Missus Shaner (talon clawed, 
shriveled relic...

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Deliver my shattered soul – 
It has done more harm than good
I felt darkness take its toll
When I wore the abyss shirt with a hood…

Shadows dare to consume me
Darkness will disappear drastically
Crows get scared away...

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The rage inside me is sickening, never thought I would be on this side. Everybody always saw me on this side and being stuck, no support for me. Go ahead rub your rolled up beige...

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Black market product truckload ... 
illegal cargo of tax-free merchandise,
and plenty boxed liquor of trouble
Leather clad tattooed dirty violet blonde
riding shotgun,
with a Rambo knife hugging her thigh
In the cab backseat
sit two mountain men beastie boys
strapped...

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Preacher E. Lye



He wears his white collar backwards
Piggy attenuated pagan wives’ tale
say the trigger Finger Man
has snake eyes in the back of his head

Got a gravelly-low, porcupine voice
that is cobra flatline prairie legendary

Using a lethal...

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Why, do we call it
Something it’s not
If we’re going to name things
Let’s give it, some thought

If it’s called a chilli
Then why is it so hot
And I can say this
A guinea pig, is not

A prairie dog
He...

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She begged him not to go that night,
we'll survive love, we can find a way
but if you must go, please tell me love,
you'll promise to avoid the lights

The forest was their home, their world
they knew...

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“Sanitized for Your Own Protection”



non bis in idem 
“untrue”, she considered
the letter was passed 
between steel lines
vertical 
and read
“you’re not born again
until you are dead”
signed 
“Sanitized for Your Own Protection”


Invisible, the cuts in a heart.


Love...

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I stare at the stark darkness ahead,
My hands squeeze the steering wheel
While a simple trepidation musters its way to my heart
The road is long, my headlights keeping shadows in check
I see the smooth path, intrigued...

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I rode my bike down Omen Road,  
Knew they'd be after me, I'd reap what I sowed.  
Crossed into Jersey, saw a dead bird ahead—  
I prefer voices, I get symbols instead

In...

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Fractured Skulls With Barbed Wire Fences

Today I'm in a trance to learn to dance
I'm lost in a visible circumstance
Through a velvet wire proned in torment
A chosen quest for inner silence to rest

Vanquished & torn

Through a...

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I'm a pro-cyclist, and I despise people with flab
So it hurts that my folks don't walk, they'd rather take a cab.
I describe my races at the dinner table, but all they do
Is nod politely and...

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I'm standing here staring in the mirror.
I can't stand the image portrayed.
A figure wrapped in a vest of flesh, 
but empty it is, 
living without an organ in its chest.
I am soulless like roadkill.
Must be,...

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Billie was a true authentic hillbilly
who wore no shoes even if it was chilly
his holy jeans looked like swiss cheese
where daily you'd catch a glimpse of his knobby knees

Whenever he left his cabin his Ma...

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Crow's claws carrion campy carping
nsync nocturnal teenage mutant ninja turtles
analogous to scuttling
(think) browed beastie boys scarab beetle
brandishing sharp small scabbard swords

delightedly digging daggers deep
into deadened prey
rotting roadkill repulsively reeking
formerly (mere moments ago) once
fancy free and...

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Watching crows eat roadkill in Montana, my rifle slung across my shoulder,
early morning workers sweating, cursing, as they break apart a boulder

Ice cream truck stops by the roadside, driver shouting “come and get it”,
A lumbering...

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"Road Kill and the 3 Fates"



Daughters of Nyx
the sisters 


Stand strong together
when darkness
feigns innocence
next to the forgotten
Road Kill

Nyx becomes Themis
a memory 
infiltrates the mind
prompting the true law
and order of things

Backwards towards
a beginning
Inside resides 
the female...

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A mother to you, a son to me, sucking the life out of my bosom and weep in disgust when it's saggy.
Men love a tempting hole to fit in,
to dissolve seeds of bliss and then...

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Deer Ruby,

Daddy doubtful hardly Dorothy know you ...
it’s the bare bones, Toto truth

Variety gossip on the street
by parrot beaks chirping canary peeps

Said your mother had a one-night-stand revue;
a private audience of one, burlesque interview

Receptionist Rita...

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“cat o' 9 tales”

Like a cat has 9 lives 
every witch in every Lilith 
lives to write another day

woe bedtide the poor oaf 
who gets in Her way
like Heathcliffe he’ll be tortured 
from here to...

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greased up and over with road kill 
lubricated engines search for the fallen  
making their urban thunder  
in the blacken ground up heat of the congested payment 
with engine-powered by navigating wondering noises...

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Steeped in mysterious magic
fearlessly they go
an eerily mischievous bird
you’re never far from a crow

Mystical messenger of the occult
blackest black obsidian plume
baneful omen of death they fly
loudest squawking cawing loom

Many become a murder and
Dickens’ “clerical bird”...

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"Vibrationary Roadkill High Beam "  

You look at a screen,
it’s like you’re driving
you know, full speed, 
there you are planted 

firmly 
behind the wheel,

the windscreen wipers 
are swiping bugs and crap 
off the page...

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