Long Schemata Poems

All Chevy drivers are dangerous; they cannot drive.
I search for a few minutes, finding the Chevy emblem.
Watch stealthily, sure enough he cuts in front of me.
Proving my theory.

Now I change my truth to all Missouri...

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I felt your aura arrive days before you did; 
the sun shone brighter than she ever had.
She pranced in the garden, streaking the flowers, 
adoring the faeries, lifting my soul.
Something is about, I thought.
Something magical.
Not...

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We live in our houses 
Cocooned in our ways,
Agreeing 
In the correctness of ourselves.
Sure we are
Right.
Seeing the world through our one point of view.
           ...

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These are not greater than us.
These are not indestructible.
These are not absolute.

We are laws unto ourselves,
our own direction; our own discretion,
and we govern here.

Yet we abdicate,
allowing what is ruinous;
encouraging what is destructive,
and this is our...

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I am painting trees with facial features
They are orange, pink, green, black….
Some with stripes
Some with slashes
Some plain
I lie
Plain does not fit into my schemata

I want to paint a azure tree
But if I paint a blue...

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Ragamuffin yanked the strands,
In free moves and active body acts,
Ajar and tattered,
Various colors spilled out,
He has been doing so in desperation,
Body cover was about gone,
More flesh glared out with each day,
Nobody instilled the sense to...

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I Slept with a Female Mosquito – part IV 

I have gone gnats!
My residual blood is boiling and bubbling
Whole frame sweltering and shuddering
Discolored rage – lend me some wrath
Should I or should I not,
Read her...

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She floated into my dreams that day,
Stealing my wealth, 
Shaking my roots, ignoring my prior convictions.

She had a different opinion, 
Determined to shake me and shine me.
I was a boot, tossed around on the bed,
Tucked...

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It is difficult to believe others when they are saying something
that is beyond our comprehensive boundaries of truth.

It is hard to take them seriously when what they said they saw
or heard or felt is outside...

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Where are your words?
Who wants to know?
What should you be saying that you have forgotten to say?
What should you be saying to yourself? To revitalize yourself?

Self-deprecation does not work in your schemata.
Anxiety and fear are...

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Organized collection of data
Splayed open in the meta
I played jokingly Alpha
It was a riot of type Beta
”... Time to test the schemata …”
Arc.of.tech.sure….
Painting a picture pure
Tables related undone
Mental re.codification.On
Reason clears the horizon
Sunrise surprise modification…
Interface driver...

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Edlah was a walking apology.
You knew he was coming by his stance.
Shoulders slumped, head down.
Insecurities pre-announced him a block before his arrival.

Someone had done a great job convincing Edlah 
He was not as worthy as...

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in the realms of marine stardust
there still flicker deviant desires,
fanned flames that nothing can prevent,
lustrous ignitions devoid of hesitations;
bartering for the souls and shoes
of footloose heroines,
laddered of stocking and careless
of moral fibre;
ah, they were and...

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Thinking
So totally understated
And yet necessary oftentimes when
The heart cannot be in charge

Idea making
So diverse 
Because of the differences
In our appearances, and
Thus our experiences

Expecting
The worst or the best
Depending upon what
Has already happened to us

Thinking
Expecting
Predicting
Anticipating

The shoe drops...

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young of course
but strong
homeless sometimes
resilient always
she came to us on a Tuesday
walked up the hill carrying an old suitcase
full of her plays and poems
her ideas were magical.
they came at all kinds of times
while she was...

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