Long Scared of his own shadow Poems

We have all gotten used to wearing our masks just like we do our bras and panties, now we need get used to wearing a muzzle in case we rub the "Woke" and "Snowflakes" up...

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I call you Mr Primitive
Because no one will know who you are
Another little secret we now share
We go way back in time
Spanning three decades I believe
Are we really that old?
Such time has passed
We are still...

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Mediocre son (me) crafts letter to his papa

Impossible mission to escape end of life woe
visit courtesy grim reaper 
inevitable for every mortal,
whether he/she alive
yesterday, today or tomorrow
quintessentially senescence tabled
upended wrested status quo
belief, dogma, faith...
(i.e. Unitarian...

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If I died today March 2nd, 2020...?

No matter unfulfilled dreams never came true,
nevertheless yours truly doth gladly bid adieu,
where repurposed afterlife (mine) atomic brew
reconfigured, reconstituted, and reconsolidated
out maws of madness, no matter any blues clue
(yea...

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The Poetical Jason Voorhees who creates beauty out of ugliness
I've learned how to turn my darkest memories into the loveliest
Pick your weapon of choice, I'll use my pen and you'll still leave the bloodiest
Speak my...

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To the moon, Alice,
to one of the many moons…
Forget the rabbit hole for once
let’s go in a different direction,
to lands beyond imagination

Take my hand, Alice,
hold on to mine, and never let go…
Trust me as we...

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Poem Date - 16.08.19
Throwing down this vodka, as if there would be no tomorrow, Tears rolling down my cheeks, as I stand consumed by sorrow.
No one to make the small talk, they’re all out dancing,...

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Is that you? It's been along time.
You look different and yet your the same
Hiding, waiting quietly in the dark
Crooked smile, moist and dripping
You said man needs to be still. Always mixing and matching things that...

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The theme from Schindler's List
moves us to tears, or it should do.
Pity there’s not a genetic test for, 
cold indifference,
moral weakness, or self-justified evil.

Go on admit it, that SS uniform 
was really cool for its...

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I moved myself through the jungles alone
Singing and whistling disorderly tunes 
I did not know someone was listening
Marking me as a leopard does to a prey

I listened to foxes haul in the distance
As leaves hugged...

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Loneliness slowly creeps up on you
Like a faint mist that spreads 
Which thickens ahead
And turns into a dense fog
That chokes you until you can’t breathe
It’s a killer disease

The only sounds you hear
Are the house creaks
That...

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I am a turtle, who finds comfort in its own shell.
I am a groundhog, scared of its own shadow.
I am the abandoned house at the end of your street, empty on the inside.
I am an...

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In deep repose she lays there
Why so still, not a movement made
Newly brushed and fanned out hair
What could trouble such a maid

If the bullies could see her
All relaxed and fast asleep
Not scared of her own...

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Me being here is like a lion stuck with a cage of elk.
I'm so different from the rest.
You stand around hopeless and relentless.
I stand here with hope and full of strength.
Can't you see the differences?
It's...

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I walk the streets at the dead of night,
the street lights the only light in the sky,
no moon,
no stars,
I walk alone,
so i think i am alone,
i turn around quickly,
to see a scared cat with the...

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