Long Transmissions Poems

Who sings this song
of one hand dancing?

No, honey,
get it right please,
What is the sound of one hand clapping?

One hand clapping
is the same difference of song as sound
between co-arising bicamerality
and dipolar binomiality.

Both hands begin and end
with...

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In the red desert of the rising sun  
In the surrealness of its silence  
The sky turned grey and ominous  
Amidst the blackened  rain   
As the suns fell into...

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I know    
I tell you this instant
I am under surveillance  
my life is being recorded indefinite
every movement
private or ordinary
including this moment
every event
big or insignificant
without my consent
there is no instant
when i am...

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Otter trance dance meets mice, worms and soups

A single iron is fed up with flattening material. In fact it has spoke of breaking. It considers such actions as pointless and therefore fruitless. And creases are...

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In the embrace of the unseen moment, love bloomed humbly,
The cosmos writhes in ecstasy, beneath the unconstructed gaze of mastery.
Gathered around it are emissions of time, transmissions of ancestral eternities,
Reveries in water strokes, heavenly reflections,...

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Back again ...

Her daily hour of hope ...
She came every evening to The Hem ...
Just a big hole in the earth, really, a barren canyon of dust,
Perched on the south edge of the Congo, near...

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A Blue Jay flew squawking into a crown
alerting all the other birds around
News of coming danger ran through the stand
down to the floor and across all the land
The Mother Tree signaled through the air,
it's time...

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I am sexually attracted to intelligence.

Intimate conversations springing from an

eloquent mind, undressing my conscience

and making love to my thoughts.

Giving me cerebral stimulating orgasms from

live interchange of mind blowing discussions,

direct transmissions tickling my wordsmith

senses in a...

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“You've probably figured it out by now,
I am not really a human being,
my home is three whole galaxies away,
and the form that you now are seeing

“is due to the fact that my species can
sample and...

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At my church last Sunday, I heard the word 'Shift' by two different people.                     ...

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Our ways toward life and death
pass on visually nutritious and toxic
re-imagined experience

Perhaps serotonin fueling transmissions
switched on and off
through living and dying stories
spin in and out of perennial cultures again reborn
through oral memories of life spoken...

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They said it's in my genetics from generations in the past,
       My ancestors struggled with the same demons I face,
         ...

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I.	Daybreak

what glint of morning
is this where the rusty bloom of chain link fences
cuts the turf of rowhouses

the weeds still talk with the legs
of crickets as the post-dawn moon
fades like a bubble

here the old Norges and...

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The chant goes on “We are the dead”
as such a shocking song
In my head set it repeats “We are the dead”
Our mission was over 
So we returned to Earth today
It had started once within we...

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Abandon futile attempts to run
Behold the process has begun
Step toward your darkest fear
Let’s flip the switch to a new frontier

Penetrating deep within
Evacuate your mortal sin
This brave new age is imminent
And it will be magnificent

Arouse you...

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Striving for silver linings in the ebony of the equinox   
I chased my dreams of idealism to stop the endless maroon anguish shadows 
Yet your words failed to sing a symphony of mosaic...

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"The Key"


There is nothing worse than feeling that you are entirely alone in this existence. 
Some will embrace the isolation like a Godsend for a while, 
and that “while” will extend into years that straddle...

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The journey had lasted several years
Whilst the crew slept together with no fear
Through space they accelerated 
To an earth like planet they anticipated 
Would it hold a civilisation earth-like
Travelling in peace as their exploration flight...

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BETA—Get your munitions. Transmissions state your location. Defense will be here in 
approx five minutes.
Agent—Thanks, it’s time to leave.
BETA—Good idea. 

BETA alarmed Agent of an Associate vehicle in the next room. Agent charges into the...

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would that I could
pick up reception
of celestial transmissions
with a couple'a old soup can phones
and country miles of string
(would they have harp string ring tones?)
and ask the old man
about days long ago
interrupting his labors
tilling god's fecund green fields
(most...

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Multiple premise
olfactory adventures,
contemplative tactile
sensory ... Clothing
colors, odors, hues,
varnishes ...
Beauty has always done
fashion ... or your own
reason for being...
Fashion is a game
to show the generations
information, transgressions,
transmissions of customs and customs ...

What, or who influences that
and who?...

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Some write for surface escape – 
a pleasant rhyme, a gently traveling
breeze of uplifting, fragrant, whimsical thought...

while others write with deeper scent and penetration... 

with gusty intention, to swoop up and carry away~seeing images, 
and...

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I’m losing it; you know I am

When I ask myself questions, then answer them out loud
     And consider this a “conversation”

When the lizard that made his way into my home
 ...

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The transmissions that are passed down,
to guide us through this mystery.
They help us to find our way 'round,
and into books of history.

There's nothing in this sullen place,
missing the intended design.
you'll see it with your sacred...

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And so it came to pass
as I raised a bourbon glass
and tossed a bolt of fire down my throat;
the ash from cigarettes
glowed as dying suffragettes,
chained to wrists of every weeping, wailing ghost.

A thirst I could...

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