Long Think tank Poems

Identity Apples

iam a fat skeleton, resurrecting 
from the sad memories of dada 
and dark mysteries of aminism 
iam buganda 
i bleed hope 
i drip the honey of fortune 
makerere, think tank of africa 
i dance...

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Grounded by severe anxiety disorder while the middle east desperately wants you to expose the yellow wires connected to your unborn child that wire is being monitored by the federal bureau of investigation watching your...

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This is about San Francisco,1967

Oh, yes that city had its own song!
It was a siren's call that sang;
"Here, Panagiota, is where you do belong!"
And my dearest poets, the sirens 
call was not wrong.

It sang a...

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1. My sins may be an alarmist
hitting me hard with heavy fist
Your glory, I want to be near
my soul to you, I feel no pier
a flowerless life like lichen
you stop my spirit from itching
thank you...

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The Accoutrements of Knowledge



The accoutrements of knowledge
had crept into his life, overtaking it.
No more did he sit and think,
idly allowing nuance to shade gray
the black and white of learning’s
playful inconsistencies.  Old books,
manuals, manuscripts, texts,
subscribed...

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On a daily basis, its citizens encountered an avalanche of negativity.
They willfully opened their treasured minds with delight, and received it,
Never considering or realizing the delusion, damage, and danger.
This land* of free speech and free...

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after the dance we opened the doors 
dampness surrounded this place maroon drapes 
paisley patterns blinded my emotions license plates 
of james dean covered the pine paneling only in the back 

funny how a pair...

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(From the way I see it).





Oh! Sweet and kindhearted divinity,
You created humanity
In your peaceful image and identity.
Yet such a pity that from posterity 
To President generation, man 
Is oblivious of divine reality.
Why is there no...

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Contemplating the versatility of Mayo
And all that can be done with it
From the slathering on whilst sun bathing
To globbing it on my bologna sandwich

I find it tantalizing to the tastebuds
And it sure does sizzle in...

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Pray silence for the presentation of our guests!

Representing Age UK, Sir Gerry Hatrick

The Right Honourable Rhoda Bull, her brother, Eddie Bull and their mother, Lady Biddy Bull

From the French Embassy, Norman Dee

Represent the banking sector,...

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The skeletons in my closet are trying on my clothes
Posing a fashion show of history 
Using bony toes to throw memento mori

"watch your head!"-puts hand over grin

My diary redacted, an exploding think tank
Plastered on pages,...

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Yup, you red correctly,
     this noggin must go
     perhaps donated
     to the Salvation Army, or Good Will
cuz, said atrophied cranial
   ...

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War is Lovely

It´s a hell of a war, soldiers running between burning buildings.
It is a great war good for sex feel the strength running through veins
blood oozing out of bullet holes and onto the sand...

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I awaken well before dawn has thought of yawns
It is quiet then, and quite eerie in a way.
The peace deadens distractions, death-hour mourns.
The mind awakens refreshed, sparked by noir cafe.
Contemplation peaks then, and declines throughout...

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.
                   well it wuz
            this morning...

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When you’re here I am oblivious to the cold, I feel warm.
When you are around, I am oblivious to the raging storm.
It just makes a nice ambiance for us to snuggle you see.
It doesn’t matter...

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Your thought-balloons are filled with wild and magical freedom ~

until madness seizes your think tank 
trapping your ceaselessly chirping ideas 
within the teeth of its snapped steel-jaws 
refusing to relinquish you; lest you chew up...

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She(she in her looking) looks in romantic light at jewels under gemstones in silver bone-plates and such and such and now she turns to midnight city in roaring by cars outside windows and the claims...

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Let’s just give this some thought, a little cash for the bank.
Here is some information for the old think tank.

Are you really pro-life or are you just pro birth?
We have some unwanted children right now...

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how do i complete thoughts?
greet and free drops
diving undivided
to keep the peace hot
high priest
once fleeced
we meet
a sly fox
what is this beast?
eat some frylocks
weep the beat box
and bleed the pure stock
feed the whole spot
creep on your...

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When I'm weary, you are there
To bear my weight, 
You enfold me in your care
And stimulate
My deepest thoughts to come out, 
When you hold me;
You're my most frequent hangout, 
When I'm lonely, 
You're my haven...

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Some solutions are better left on the shelf,
Even when we have turned into an elf,
If you have interest in the health of yourself.

It may be better to stay clear of the shelf,
If you want to...

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To think is to feel
and my mind tells me now,
when my heart beats,
it's real.
Still, I don't know how
you can move from my body
to my heart, to my mind
with grace - endless passion
one's unlikely to find.

Absorbed...

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Grey dust night with iron trees
Blistered heat rotates the earth to freeze
Colored rain in a prism bleeds
Tomorrow, they'll be flowers.
Lips so sour they bite themselves
Eyes with sandpaper lids and nails
Heart discarded like ancient shells
Tomorrow, I'll...

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Oh, I’m so tired it is hurting me
endless wars and commentators commenting
along the line of their conviction or 
the think-tank that pays them.
I long for the autumn colours north of Portugal
a place to heal abused...

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