Long Unexploded Poems

If you drink that SPECIAL brand of Kool-aid,And now you flounder belly up make sure someone else is there with you,(and not just for good luck,)who has the required skills to render first aid. Cause...

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An Awful Harvest
I went a hike up to Wawa in Montalban and up the mountain roads. Here I was to go past the peaks of Mt Parawagan, Susong Dalaga and Mt Lagyo plus others. The...

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The road that has been improved and widened would’ve yielded many unexploded munitions. I’m curious how many were found and wonder how many thousands still hide unfound. Sections of the trees/grass by the road are...

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An endangered species, living on a ledge,
100 seconds to Midnight, then over the edge,
Nearest to Doomsday, humans have ever been,
Vaporised! inside mushrooms of boiling hot steam.

Casually go about our business, without a care,
While the Sword...

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I remember the red heat rising from my neck,
The embarrassment of being accosted by the police,
Because I was never supposed to see you again,
The irrational fear that the cops
Would call my wife
And tell her I...

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How quickly will my heart break
I'm sure you vowed no length too great
But here we are in separate rooms
Upset about what the other assumes
I reach out, tell you all the things
That can stop the rot...

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Along the blood road
there's thousands of ponds
carved out by American bombs.
An attempt to blast communism
into starry oblivion-
It'll take a hundred years to remove 
unexploded ordinances(uox's)
Children mistake them for shiny toys
every day is black Christmas for...

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I am from fast-food,
From paper plates and dinners in front of the t.v.
I am from the stale stubborn silence,
Eating away at smiles
I am from the Lily flowers, resting in the corner
The Willow tree begging to...

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Children lie dying
Punished for waking up one more day
In unbearable heat, in a dirty war
They have no Generals
To defend them
From the evils of men
They have no advocates for peace
All the gods seem to be sleeping
As...

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Make Love Not War

I want to plant sugar-mines, 
that blow on footfall’s touch,
they slap you on the calfs and
thighs and splash chocolate 
on your crotch

then quickly I’ll plant cleavage
bombs, the things they do with 
cream!...

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Excited bustle
What we were missing returns
Unexploded clan
Heart’s origins, simple times
Uncomplicated soul bonds

Cresting apogee
Highest point of our proud arcs
Yet farthest away
From yore’s endless sun-drenched days
When life besotted senses

Half our lives behind
Yet still yearn to reconnect
Fertile fundament
Simplest...

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