Long Skeletal frame Poems

"METAL....I AM METAL"

                                You...

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It is the craving never satisfied, the malformation
Of gluttonous starvation, the disfigured beast of emaciation.
Hell's spiritually depraved wind walker, feasting on the
Lingering slowing pulse of the flat liners final vibrations.
Engorging itself on the fiendish terror,...

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written a long time ago

Aghast
Sans shutting the dresser fast
Lest drawing to cloths to the past.

Akin to dredging up sedimentary muck
That metaphors me whence getting stuck
During adolescence – which lasted decades 
each 'n to barreling driverless...

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Oh what have you done to me,
A city built in the name of Christ.

When an earthquake struck,
Destroying all my pretty clothing
And shaking  the flesh off all my bones.
Leaving only my skeletal frame ,
Half submerged...

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My body’s friend, the Chiropractor
gives me exactly what I’m after.
A reduction of serious pain 
in my skeletal frame is my aim.
To be enabled to be able
keeps me mentally stable.
For years in my pain, Doctors said...

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All I can do is sit and stare. 
All I can hear is the clanking of silverware and people chewing... 
people enjoying. 
My teeth grind back and forth...my jaw begins to hurt although I've been...

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Subconsciously I'm alive in this skeletal frame
Why I am here belongs to this living worlds fame

I was but a child, when it all happened years ago
At the place called the Ness, that stemmed my younger...

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One
I could never tell you, in words of mine
The skeletal frame of the body needs ample soulful nourishment.
There is need of freedom of expression, could not even reach there
Little versions of my belief
Knock at my...

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flood waters rise they get higher and higher...i'm stricken with fear and fast going under
twisting and turning,insane and i'm ill 
i cry out to God and He speaks what's real...
PEACE BE STILL
i watch the devil...

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A MODEL PERSPECTIVE OF THE PERVERSION OF LIFE
(Apropos Models on  Parade)

Mocking humanity and the children of death—
Hunger and starvation—
Her frail skeletal frame of a body
Wrapped in cloths of richness of life,
Strode and glided across...

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Boulder shoulders,  bursting  biceps, 
                terrifying to see,
A  menacing mountain of a man, well, 
  ...

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From tottering infantile footsteps
Gangly adolescence and vibrant youth
Desire to taste forbidden fruits
Hobnob with society discards

Ever beckoned by distant drums
Weird people practising witchcraft
Entranced by strange rituals
Rebelling against established norms

Corrupted by wild flights of fantasy
Urge to attain...

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A menacing mountain of a man, well, he used to be,
        bursting biceps, boulder shoulders, just terrifying to see,
         ...

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" Senses Consensus ... "


Five Fingers and Five Toes
Two Eyes and One Nose
Two Ears and One Mouth
Senses - Figure Life Out

One Backbone, One Brain
Lots of Nerve and Veins
Guts and Glory, Fraction-Rib-Cage
Sum: Muscle and Skeletal-Frame

Take An...

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While  looking  far beyond misty gale
until convulsion of night quavers--
just remember,  in spite  drizzles
new morning salves torment:
I watch those gentle eyes roam
against  a skeletal  frame--
yet, lightness around you glows
more...

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Boulder shoulders, bursting biceps,
      terrifying to see.
A menacing mountain of a man,
     well, he used to be.

He would brutally barrel through each
    ...

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April 30, 2020
Silver Maples In Spring:

Sunlight seeps through Spring’s enlightening air
Trading snowy blankets for muddy grass.                  
White crystal...

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I am...
without mercy!
A cruel organism
living 
off your flesh;
latching
on to it
like a leech.
I slurp your blood
like Dracula
then lick my lips
with delightful glee
Hmm, your warm blood!
It's my nourishment, you see.
I suck you bone dry
slowly, 
steadily;
draining life
out of...

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Skeletal frame this autumn rose has lain,
through bitter chill that wore her glory down
for only whittled veins of time remain,
of what was night's luster and wondrous crown.
Laying on breast of final days, a brown
skin crumpled...

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