Long Semiconscious Poems

"What a fine day for a picnic," my friends all said,
In the dog days of summer, with the hot sun overhead.

We would all go for a swim, and then have a fine lunch,
And would return...

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Was professor of astronomy, ah those heady days
    Studied fields in cosmology, including solar rays
 Observed galaxies all my life, seeking exotic events
   Ironically happens now, as my death’s dispensed...

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Daddy was… I don’t even remember but he wasn’t there
I don’t even remember why you were so angry
I got back home that night and my dog was lying in front of the garage
AT NIGHT in...

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Oh, does the night come some quickly, creeping 
into my room unannounced just as I raise my 
head from saying my nightly prayer. As I 
snuggle into the warmth of my satin sheets... 
As I...

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Attributed To Concerned parents
of Traumatized Refugee
Dear Fred and Mary Anne MacLeod Trump...

Posthumous belated tattered letter fragment
recently discovered (liberally sprinkled with
hyperbole (presumed for greater audacious
zealousness), sans accidentally acquired
by yours truly.

Miscellaneous personal item highly valued
when thwarted from...

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Attributed To Concerned parents
of Traumatized Refugee
Dear Fred and Mary Anne MacLeod Trump...

Posthumous belated tattered letter fragment
recently discovered (liberally sprinkled with
hyperbole (presumed for greater audacious
zealousness), sans accidentally acquired
by yours truly.

Miscellaneous personal item highly valued
when thwarted from...

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He seemed frustrated
His grasp of learning
traditional wrestling
and what is called new
-age wrestling and
Modern style. He approached
Both his gimmick and style
as his personality. He saw
Himself as a grappler with all
The advantages. Those with
 height, weight,agility, power...

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The tip of a finger, barely touching ulcerated skin
   Chamfered ache of reason, or finely balanced whim
  Forced through a reality, where spoons become bent
  Into the pleasure dome, they inject...

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Nomads of the Rising Sun

~~a homeless home invasion~~



We are nomads of this earthly plain, dining with dust and riveting rain
Dancing with demons dictating pain, making stronger our ball and chain
Under siege upon night, undercover and...

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MORNING

Good morning World.

Damn you!
and your warm
sunray fingers
prying open my eyes.

Robbing me of my
nocturnal fantasies,
my semiconscious bliss.

Leaving the remnants
of my peace 
and tranquillity
laying scattered across
my face and through
my hair.

Your rising light
shrinking the shadows
of my freedom.

I will...

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Her droopy eyelids opened in the dark
Like so many lonely mornings before.
She lay unmoving in an antique bed
Half awake, yet to her she wasn’t sure.
She thought (or dreamed) of her husband long dead.
But in this...

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Can You save Me When I'm Drowning
Into the Depths of What's not
Numbed My Senses, Losing My Breathe
Submerged, Sublevel, Semiconscious

Lost at Sea In the Ocean of Emotions
With no Branches to Save Me
No Life Jacket to Keep...

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He takes another labored, raspy breath;
there’s spittle in the corner of his mouth.
The veil between this life and certain death
is stretched transparent like a piece of gauze.
His semiconscious mind would seem adrift,
inspects the gossamer for...

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