Long Troglodytes Poems

Sic semper evello mortem tyrannis, high bred poiet?s of mine

     ("Thus always I cause the death of tyrants.”)
the purported line Brutus uttered 
after assassinating Julius Caesar.

     Alternatively...

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Recluse by dint of circumstance

Proud anonymous troglodytes 
forerunners of mine
confronted threats less horrific
than forty fifth commander in chief
of United States of America.

He/him (matted hair, ratty, scrawny, 
and tetchy ugly villain)   
scurried into dark...

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Booth made famous on April 15th, MDCCCLXV... 
Sic semper tyrannis ad mortem
("Thus always I bring death to tyrants").

Ever since early forerunners 
of twenty first century
mankind (sprinted 
across trackless expanse extant
upon planet Earth), 
modern Homo Sapiens...

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Remember all the Wise Men on their knees upon your yacht?
With orphans on their backs they’d crawled (with others that they’d brought)
Through rubble on the highway sands and residues of Lot.
They came from severed cities...

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Happy 5th birthday have you accepted rape into your life,
It's a patriarchal practice built from sadism and male strife,
A hedonistic ritual to keep us all under control,
The birthright of masculinity bestowed upon all men young...

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Hee Haw, I Cried 
By Sy Roth

With a mulish hee haw, 
I wrap myself in my own divine comedy.
Commedia dell’arte path 
For a blind mercenary of his own fate.

An ormolu wonder stood before me--
Trees clad...

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There’s a forest bizarre neither nearby nor far,
full of sights somewhat scary to spook a soul wary.
The deep, darkened jungle, I think you’ll agree 
is never a safe place for you or for me...

The vicious...

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Even the dead reject this blasted earth.

The ground, such as it is,
Is freshly Antidiluvean,
The corpses swim within its tumbled, heaving masses
Blood and mud the mortar
Holding the chaos together.

The sun is weak,
Ashamed to break the haze
To...

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Troglodytes worked 
A twenty hour week

But I'm sat in the meeting 
Blinded by the pasty PowerPoint 

On the horizon
I misread the slide title as

'Come Touch Me Baby'
Then I remember that I'd read

The invention of farming
Was...

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You’re a hollow tree, listening
to the tapping claws of am exposed sky.

You sit sideways staring over your shoulder.
A rib cage full of naked troglodytes
looks up into your throat.

Wintery seas leak over ice-bound rooftops.
Bedsheets stiffen into...

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You’re a hollow tree, listening
to the tapping claws of am exposed sky.

You sit sideways staring over your shoulder.
A rib cage full of naked troglodytes
looks up into your throat.

Wintery seas leak over ice-bound rooftops.
Bedsheets come to...

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1.
 
Murders in congress
grimly ponder on parapet walls
on the grim reality of lost homes
and loved ones yet unborn - 
their casual caws more muted
than the usual cacophony
of careless camaraderie.

2. 

The still dark night
of scintilla-ed canopy
and...

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I woke up this morning
Tired as a wolf-hound
After the chase.
The day is as stark
As an unfinished concerto.

Mondays are like that,
They are the beginning--
An unwrapped gift.
The weekend is an abandoned beach
And dirty snow pushed aside.

A new...

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Troglodytes troglodytes
A tiny European bird
Secretive and sensitive
But very often heard.

Its Latin name is very long
In contrast to its size.
Its British name
Is very short
We simply call it
‘Wren’. 

However grand its Latin name
It’s glorious in one thing.
Oh,...

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