Long Voice box Poems

I feel like a high school civics class dropout.

So much confuses me,
to this day, you see,
about democratic constitutional legal equity,
which feels like it should have WinWin original empowerment intent,
about public and private rights, unbent
protected against...

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In the May-time of my life
time bloomed each day a prickly boll –
but I, like the softest cotton within such a sharp seed  
swaddled in the purity of security 
for what seemed like eternity...

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Take my lips from me, steal my teeth
Rip my voice from my throat
Throw a wrench at my voice box, there's no point in the lock
Sorry for being abrupt, carrying this halfway through a morning tune
But...

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To a Public Prosecutor or a Judge of Mud*, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s : A un magistrat de boue*

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Who cares about table manners? Why do you have to have any?
I think being mannerless makes you a better person than many.
Why can’t you hold your fork in the other hand?
And bang your spoon on...

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When I write, it's as though my thoughts become the words that shift into armor as they ascend from the depths of my mind and safely enclose me. The pen, clenched in my hand acts...

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"The Impersonator"
Discovered on karaoke night 
A few friends gave him a dare
To imitate the star he thought most of 
For a hundred bucks if he cared

He got up on stage and sang with a whimper
It...

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It has been brought to my attention that everybody believes they are as real as they claim

And if this is true then 100 should have a new name.

Because some people are 50/50 like coffee creamer...

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Voices bottled up, far away…out of reach
I still hear them, echoing in my brain
I try not to believe the fear—the disdain
So long I have avoided their gaze, 
But here they are again, at a distance—
All...

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There is such a chill.
I’d make use of my flesh
as a heart warmer if only
it hadn’t withered to naught.
Bone protrusions meddle with
the rags of skin that remain
to drape about them.
I feel shame board off
the windows...

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He lived to strive toward the light
He reached to touch her halo of glory
His solace and compass in coldness of night
Flighted companions in moth to flame story
Headed by perfect though blinded ambition
Placed on pedestal compound...

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> What can I say that is good.
About jumping horses over high brush wood.

Wish I could think of something nice.
Sorry can't if I had all night. 

Horses were transport in days of old.
Many perished in...

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An abattoir, a hymn of scythes severing flesh, is sung mellifluously by a siren with onyx scales. Bubbles in the twilight abyssal depths, a symphonic orchestra of eels gavotte. Orbs watch at these pressures with...

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A lady was kept in a bottle, a glass bottle, for being so beautiful.  She was kept for a long time as a prisoner because the witch did it to her.

  Anybody at...

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I was in a sound sleep
    ahem.. ahem...
    ahem.. ahem...
Suddenly heard someone cough
Then, i quickly opened my eyes
to just find a heart lying on a thermal surface
wriggling & weeping...

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And now the trickles ripple rifting
through the hues of the sky—confetti!
The words of my mouth are paintings;
a projected splash all over—frantics!
Whether they drag down God's face
blaze out streamlights—candlelights
pin a billion sunrises into a stiffened day.
How...

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What happens to our dreams?
They seem to discolor;
they shrivel
and fall wistfully into distant memory
like so many autumn leaves.
They seem to slip from grasp
and shatter painfully
as they hit the floor
like so many glasses before it.

When we...

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A lone palm tree near the beach
Sometimes groping for something in sky
Some other time coming down on the ground
Seek frantically a lovely eye
Eyes do come but palm stays calm
On the beach smile bottles of rum

A...

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I do not have a perfect life
Blue, brown, yellow, black...
Orange and silver, civilize my emotions
Correspond to justify my ambiguity
Like a swarm of bees, protecting its hive
I have succumbed to my delicacy
It magnifies my efficacy
The roar...

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Terror of Blunder

Deep inside the ocean’s heart
A man in black holding a bat
Brain ruled by resentment
Hypothalamus painted with black 

Trepidation took over my body
As he moves towards me slowly
Evil sneer I can still see clearly
Despite...

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The night is heavy, a gloomy spirit lurks in the stinky mist
Death rides along the soldiers, all ready to pay the ultimate price for the cause
A sky of fire it is
Smoke is the canopy that...

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Have you ever questioned yourself? 
Felt like you've done nothing right?

Have you ever put on a smile, yet cried
Quietly all night?

Have you ever felt so alone around an
Abundance of people? 
Closed yourself off and pretended...

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In the chilled embrace of house jazz, a living room playlist sweeps between speakers/
“Love to love you, baby,” the melody repeats/ whispers of love on a morning breeze as the samba beat rises/
voices echo softly,...

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Wet market government, not allowing a billion people to vote
spreading then hiding their contempt and contagion from the world
but the simple minded blame the only country to stand up to them,
closet communists firing their impotent...

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Here in this city we seek good reason
To do this and that for enough payback;
We aim just to see beyond odd season,
In fashion and fad, in easy and slack.
Our daily affairs involve a plain face;
A...

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