Long Torching Poems

I believe in what’s seen and unseen Thee unseen terror attack on private personal information carried out after several attempts on my life Gargano Jay Townsend Johnson Henry Catrina Bell Donaldson Talisa Shaw corruption at...

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Those primeval skies, no man ever knew
Ignited, as one massive boulder burst through
Hollow inside, creatures not unlike mice
Strapped themselves in as they plunged into ice
Instantly boiled then instantly frozen
None were to question the planet they'd...

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I can’t fear you Ciro Gargano believe me I know the wrath that sent the Fbi to my door to warn me of your victims and how I could save my children by wearing wires...

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Those primeval skies, no man ever knew
Ignited, as one massive boulder burst through
Hollow inside, creatures not unlike mice
Strapped themselves in as they plunged into ice
Instantly boiled then instantly frozen
None were to question the planet they'd...

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THE UNSEEN TERROR BEHIND MY WEARING PREGNANT FOR THE FBI CHICAGO FIELD OFFICE LIVING AT 6535 SOUTH BISHOP CHICAGO WE LIVED ON THE FIRST FLOOR THE BUILDING OWNED BY PAPPA DUKES LONGTIME PILAR OF CHICAGO...

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The Serb Dog by Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet
     There was a bunch of soldiers standing around watching
a house burn and somebody said "Was that somebody screaming,
did you hear somebody scream?"...

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IN THEE EVENT OF MY UNTIMELY DEATH I WANT THE WORLD TO KNOW IT IS DUE TO MY WEARING WIRES PREGNANT FOR THE FBI BUYING WEAPONS AND DRUGS FROM CORRUPT COPS SELLING DRUGS THIS LEAD...

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I didn't know him as a serial not exactly 
at least not at first even though I'd overheard 
the plotting of arson from a dim lit restroom
searching for tissue only to find several guns 
rifles...

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As I embrace threats from my abusive ex husband brothal a stable of females wearing badges they won from the strip clubs in Tampa obsessed to my being a wife a mother a poet who...

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No fear of domestic terrorist 
threats simply because I 
refuse to allow abuse of 
power extort my American 
poetry impersonate me what 
a freak of nature jay Townsend 
Johnson Henry arrived with her 
gunman Rasta...

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Awaken within the middle of the night reaching for Klonopin panting finding away to cope holding my chest I begin writing dear diary I’m awake haunting nightmares of Ciro Gargano torching nine persons alive wearing...

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The Stop & Shop strike v. Game of Thrones. 
In Game what’s not made plain
is the condition of the people
compared with warriors and queens.
There’s no mention of land-clearance, tree-felling, 
pruning, chopping, digging, hoeing, 
weeding, branding,...

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#Why_you_forgave_me?
I have broken you to pieces, took away your immediate peace, pierced your heart and worst broken your still recovering spirit, wronged you in every possible way, faught you when I should be supporting you,...

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It began as quickly as the first arson 
murder of 8 only this time Ciro Gargano 
a wannabe crime boss used car salesman 
video game dealing running the entire city 
with weapons and drugs intimidation...

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Death Via Boredom: A Dragon's Demise

Stamping forth from his lair,
Preceded by billows of smoke
The great dragon's murderous red-eyed glare
Penetrated the gloom as he wrathfully spoke.

"Who dares disturb my thoughtful repose?"
Thundered the Worm, rocking back on...

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Beauty Found Within

What are you talking about that I am nobody.
I traveled deep and far
I came back with the ability
to see all the beauty within
Do not tell me I am ugly because I sin
I found...

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Deep down in America's southern land when I was a little lad,                       ...

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The scorching heat plummet upon the smoldering ground
Sucking chlorophyll from dehydrated plants
Chasing the birds from their monstrous nest 
Scattering striking hot rays upon shaky rooves. 
Luscious green grass that once stood tall
Lay flat and charred...

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He told me to write a poem
About beauty, wind blowing
Hair tossing , dream making stunning
Gorgeousness of living
Beauty addicts and blind ambitions
Movie stars and historical happenings
Formal dresses, women in high heels with 
Faces meant to smile
That’s...

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A PAUSED GAME

It was a rainy evening of May,
We were tired of sitting and,
Gazing at the downpour.
Through the gaps of my fingers,
The roaring thunder did crawl in.
Tear stained window panes,
Waved wide in the winds.
At out...

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The Gate
Story by  and character by Tyrone Estevez

You never know what’s out there lurking and escaping on the other side of the gate I remember when I was 11 I had a friend name...

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I'm tired. I'm so tired. Growing up, I loved that special kind of lovely loneliness when you sit in your car, it's raining and it dances on the roof and you smile like you've got...

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“Heady heights..bright neon lights..giddy delights

Arsonists torching the Indian empire

Reputations scorching..awash with brilliant whites

Gilded generation ire… spoils soiled in an oily quagmire

Sailing the conquest crest..Kiwi veneration..scaling Test Everest

Perturbed…wondrous walloping to disturbed lolloping..absurdly dire

Otherworldly umami of the...

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A chipmunk fell under my spell today.
I am magnificent, so of course, it was not totally unexpected,
plus chipmunks have always been attracted to me.

She immediately recognized me as a mystical, magical, Komodo dragon, 
and she...

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Oh!  Touch me kiss my trembling mouth
hotly breath and moan your intentions
all over me bite my neck extend for me
feel my rising raging urge sweat for me
release the confines of your femininity
as they rise...

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