Long Swatch Poems

Tonight the act of naming fell through the floor.
We speak permeable solids inflect’d by light.
Things move indistinctly: a pine palette floats
momentarily from semi truck’s bed, crosses
its body with windshield; ovidian shift from a
Forest to an...

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All her belongings fitted into a suitcase and a small carry-on bag.

After 18 years, my helper was going home for good.

During those years, not a dime ever went missing in the various apartments we’ve called...

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As soon as I stepped through the doors of the mall
I ran into two old friends John and Paul
They were with two girls the first named Karen
And I think the other girl was named Sharon

I...

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You can feel them move through streets
Emblazoned with sirens' primary colors,
A swatch of fjord's colonial flagship hues
Left to slap in the wind of reorderd forms
Until sheared into confetti strips. Scripts 
Writ into a code are...

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Veronica Sawyer, a rebel in plaid
She joined the Heathers, but they were so bad
They ruled the school with their cruel games and lies
But Veronica had enough of their fake smiles and hair ties

She met a...

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I knew the day will come , yet never realised this soon 
watching you so pale but yet so peaceful 
I knew it in  my mind but my heart can never accept it 
letting...

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You're clothed in the nuanced expression 
            of variety, in the unique alchemy 
         of weave...

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Glowing Forever


As simple as bringing a flame to a candle
I now hold the match ever tight in my hand
Striking the swatch in an emery fashion
Watching the flame as it takes its command

Flickering fond as the...

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Visual Melodies
 

Fresh evergreens stand beside

 A crisply clear slow moving brook

Reflections of minnows glitter

 In the midday sun’s warm look

 

Bare branches began to don

 The tiny green leaves of spring

Nature’s ring of promise...

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SAVED SOUL

Hey you, you got money
For this honey,
No, but need it ,
Take my watch,
It’s a swatch,
I need it now!
Not now, cops around,
Things are hot,
But need this pot!
Let’s be done 
Then I’ll run!
And be gone!
People staring,
People...

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Ghastly sights on the day of the dead frighten me,
Zombie ghouls from the grave will arise from afar
With a howl and a scream sodden ghost running free 
Come the fear of dying ‘neath the moon...

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Fresh evergreens stand beside
A crisply clear slow moving brook
Reflections of minnows glitter
In the midday sun’s warm look

Bare branches began to don
The tiny green leaves of spring
Nature’s ring of promise encircles
The earth with an array of...

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Those eyes are speaking
Those smiles are comforting
Those naughty tease that runs to my spine
I have in mind forever and a day of time.

You showed me the beauty of today
And let me forget of how tired...

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A Day in The Life

The eastern horizon, brings a new promised day,
Let’s follow our hearts, where way leads to way.
The futures not promised, and what’s past is past,  
Let us seek for no more,...

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It was, perhaps, the perfect place to watch
the storm roll into the eastern boundaries.
Too far inland to be submerged, the swatch
of land was close enough for the fierce breeze.
Come night, the sky had already darkened
to...

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Jose Cuervo’s Spit Cocktail®
Anonymous Nazis® from Swatch
Ocean Spray’s Sl*t Juice®
Playtex presents Toxic Stockings®
Fortress of Deception® by Hormel
Time-Warner’s Urban Tan®
Flesh Box® by Band-Aid
Drano’s Septic Wish®
Trojan presents Sperm Banquet®
Rotten to the Core® by Apple
Squalor Sux® by Electrolux...

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I sit and watch you everyday
From a bookshelf where I will stay
Not quite like new, patched with a swatch
You everyday, I sit and watch

You used to hold me so much more
When I was softer, not...

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Daydreams from the butcher block:

Cannibalistic tendencies require cannibalistic standards. I don't want a fast food consumer. No Sir, no soda pop fed meat for me. If you're unhappy, that's tainted meat. I want me a...

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Garish should be the undertone
so say the ones who hold the line
desiring only that mutes explain
the breadth of life beyond the pale

until the souls who dare to dream
demand expression beyond the veil
with vibrancy of color’s...

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