Long Simulacrum Poems

Step Forward McCarthy vs. Hellman 

What is this The Digital Crucible of Truth?

On a stage of scrutiny,  
          titans c l a s h— ...

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Written: December 31, 2024, Contest: Sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann
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Ruminating vagaries of life May 2nd, 2021

(conceived while in utero
which loosely summarization in toto
of this ordinary Joe Schmoe,
who did wade nine months for a roe
at mercy of obstetricians status quo,

giving me a jump start to...

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The perfect convict, without a name, without thoughts, destined to obey in a universe that weighs my mortal soul on the scale of immortality, I was born to die at the silent demand of my...

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Love is some thing i entreat 
Of which without it my eyes are in  the murk of picket -eye lids,
 It is a Croft on which our spirits  first grub
To then be able...

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Written: Mars 1st, 2024
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Spring sonata serenades a zest of love bloom
Daffodils dance, tulips swing, birds sing and fly
Azure sky, brilliant sun, and...

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Standing in the tallest grass
With whispers, phantoms in the wind
I held aloft my one true love's last wish:
   That I come find her by the waves

It was all that I had
By which I...

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upon contemplating how to access 
   a lapsed half century woolworth 
   didst weigh more'n five and dime 
   afore i hove up existential ante
bell and clapper journeys 
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I gave up breakfast
Not because I needed
To lose girth
Nor any extra
Avoirdupois

Nor because the time wasted
In feeding
Could have been better 
Used
To solve the problems of the
Universe

Not because the eggs 
Are high cholesterol
And the chicken sausage
Created from
Hapless...

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Tantamount Andrea,
Your beauty crumbles my veins and compels me to whisper to desire.
My heart blossoms as the fantasizes stir to my brains,
Call it desire, bonny or may be, mirage.
You’re a princess I think of during...

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What you will have the opportunity to glimpse now is this long sentence, the somewhat lyrical, brief and inaccurate portrait of the circumstances that led us to be what we are, that is, this almost...

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P-lenipotentiary plumes of idyllic and quixotic art,
H-e, In Land of Cockaigne, enchants a fairy’s heart.
A-nd a gift, Glimpses of my village with “rosy dawns,”
N-ay to hear “rooster calls,” “ruby skies,” to fawn.
T-o a Flamingo, pink...

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There is naught more important
This cold, rainy, winter day (to me)
Than to wrap up snugly by the window
And watch the world pass on it’s way

I’ve seen the grandest of canyons
Seen the grandeur of seaside beaches
Breathed...

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My eyes lay upon the way
In sceptical and anticipation 
I know I needed someone
Till death do us part.

 I saw her come to me
In her coruscating lissom figure,
was touched by the softness of her eyes,
the...

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I sit and reminisce about the "good ol' days"
The prelapsarian time before it all went sideways

The details of life were all that I saw
There was no rich, no poor, no petit bourgeois 

As an unbeknownst...

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A literacy theft of a line or phrase
the facade, simulacrum of a writer
creating a mirror image, deception . . . 
              ...

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Invisible, powerful, divine He is
determining destiny of each spec, soul 
blessed ones do feel His presence everywhere
lift me, holy one!
Universe creator, far and deep, unseen
singing praises with the realized beings
I seek help to pull myself...

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   Scintillating hues disperse on blank canvas,
        electric essence sparks azure palate mauve;
          incandescent lightning leads to...

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Rebirth: 
 
Tragedy has been your favorite genre—
A fount of acts and scenes
of wailing tears and excruciating scars
punctured alive by so-called healers.
 
That oozing wound 
paints the genre that trickles down the plot of your...

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Squinting towards the lens, pressed fingers poised
Patter of shutters point to ample publication
Greater than any citizens' optimised hopes
Helicopter swept, high stake hustling self opinion

Gratuitous frog mouth catches fools, sticky tongue lashings 
Golf club strolling, silver...

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Defunctive decadent dreams upon desert Dunes,
Where your love drifts to dust within sandy storms…
The dry devious air assimilates amorous dusty debris,
entombing maleficent mirages.

My breath betrayed by stimulated sinister sins,
Illusive illusions adorn the gated Gardens of...

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Upon my museum walls, pastiche you are,
Pseudo piece of art dredging old memories;
Where I hang now, a fine authentic painting—
Love of my sweet dreams.

You claim I once bloomed your ardent reveries
Yet, I recall your dreamworld...

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when the diver
with his deluded desire on fire
juxtaposed the diving suit
and found false gold ingots at the bottom of the sea,
he had the vision of Eden obliterated by fire,
because if immersed or submerged as a...

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Simulacrum Soul

Are you a dream

Did I consider and formulate

The prose images

Which captivate my soul

So completely

And well up from me

Such a missing

As to leave me hanging

Useless

On tones of desire

Are you a dream

Romantic held

And beauty seen

Someone I...

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Those who crown themselves with miters and croziers 
Are dry and barren canals to which I shall describe 

Boats remain frozen in their abandoned and void place 
The waters being a simulacrum of doctrines 
Only...

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