Long Spited Poems

I have slept but I have not slept
I have not slept but I have slept
For the first time in two years
I slept without a word of care
No codes, no crossroads
No railroads, no shiploads
No lizards no...

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Don't justify my behaviors, point them as you always do, why do you keep on with this lie
if a paper stop you a year ago? Get along with us, is not like you gonna die,...

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(William Hammer, Thomas Alva Edison's assistant,
has reached the end of his tolerance.  His boss is
planning to electrocute an elephant for a publicity
stunt.)

If he goes through with this, the dam has burst.
I'm done with him....

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About God

By David N. Donihue


Respected for his inventions

Feared in response to his documents

Loved in response to a hatred of the world

Denied in response to a hatred of the world


Praised so the vocalist may trust in...

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PLEASE PASS THE SWEETBREAD

With sorrow tomorrow I will say fare thee well
As I be headed for the intestines of hell
A demon misdirected to be duly digested
While his fortitude and factor of fear is fully tested
With...

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I hear someone a-knockin’ at my door,
It’s you again, have we not had enough?
The problem is a complete lack of respect,
Well, your disfavor is shared no need to bluff.

I am much smarter aware of the...

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Trends mirrored me
I wrapped fire in my gut
Passed through the cells of light
I cut my anchor rope
Struggled to realize my dreams
I floated above time
All is left to me alone - alone
The suffering - sleeplessness
I swam...

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THE SENSELESS NATURE OF SANITY

Can sanity make sense of sorrow,
now that I am not part of her tomorrow?
Can someone save me from today,
now that she has faded away?

The loss of a lady equals memories
The flavor...

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Ready known,the tremble,the 
fallen star,only those with 
the woundy heart,stolen 
from was the falleth 
art....only those with the 
healing cry©

Many stories with the 
spoketh wrongs,runneth in 
their wasted gaze,in a 
deaded wayz.....wisdom in the 
empted...

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Ready known,the tremble,the 
fallen star,only those with 
the woundy heart,stolen 
from was the falleth 
art....only those with the 
healing cry©

Many stories with the 
spoketh wrongs,runneth in 
their wasted gaze,in a 
deaded wayz.....wisdom in the 
empted...

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Bartered tears with your love adorn
Twin streams from pure, spring founts born
Sappy pores gushing with showers of contrition on christening morn
Exchanged with vows that o'er time were weathered and torn
Briny waves of doubt crested; fealties'...

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Noah commissioned a wee dove as his ocean scout
It ventured out three times seeking sprigs of life
on the third try it brought back hope to mankind.

I would have chosen an albatross for the task
with its...

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