Long Weirdly Poems

Dear people, 
    (Am i?) Mad it’s a conformist state?
A status that perpetuates people to pair, to compare, to prepare, 
to perfect, before performance, …?
    -sure hard to try...

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Step Forward McCarthy vs. Hellman 

What is this The Digital Crucible of Truth?

On a stage of scrutiny,  
          titans c l a s h— ...

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Hannah, could never remember a time when she wasn’t ill. The doctors had tried all sorts of stuff, and at times she had rallied. She was optimistic to begin with, but now she was just...

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Rassaphrass’s husband LeRoy went out for garlic bread on a Tuesday.  She ate all the spaghetti and meatballs before he returned, to teach him a lesson, because he took too long.  He brought...

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The worst thing about having depression for so long is that I've come to like it, that at times that I want to reminisce in the sadness that kills me... that leaves me feeling buried...

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Ever jumped from one thought to another faster than the speed of light or at the speed of your internet connections full might...

Within each thought grows like a tree, with the branches like intricate questions...

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*read part one for explanation and context please and thank you*

Dear lord why did I do the dishes why I spent the whole time screaming at myself to leave. It would've been easy so why...

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Tilted nation (the oxymoron of a  leadership)

We have heard great news 
Of a land with pleasant views
Where no stranger will refuse
Now lost like Cinderella's shoes

Its now an Open secret
The  extreme degree of unspoken...

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October: I'm eighteen, shortcutting home
through an autumn-burnished churchyard -
copper-lustred leaves, moss-skinned stone -
a jaunty swing of skater skirt and arm,
college folder square-sturdy in my hand.
In the moment. In the last pale pulse of sun.

Hey, can...

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I was walking down the neighbourhood,
reminiscing how it all
used to be where we made believe
that we were nymphs in a wood,
except the once moist earth was parched,
and the once white air was brown...
and footpaths and...

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although a group of people sustain their lives beautifying 
everything surrounding them 
insisting that everything is good 
because they are God’s creation

while another group of people  
though they also are humans  
swallow and...

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Beyond an overgrowth of weeds, I see
a house with faded paint. It beckons me.
Victorian, its windows are like eyes
that hypnotize, and soon I find myself
there at its door. I tentatively knock.
Though knowing nobody will come...

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Hold your breath
Not a touch of death
Go above the atmosphere…
Embrace the rainclouds that sponge in fear
Tell them that there’s a hopeful Utopia that lies ahead
Wipe away their tears of dread 
Put all of your doubts...

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Soon I will be traveling      
To the valley of the stars 
And the shoreline of the Milky Way
Where near connects to far.

My senses fading rapidly
As darkness closes in
Like a fog...

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While walking I saw 
something move in the corner of my eye.
When I gazed straight at it,
it was gone.
But, on second glance, askance,
there it was, again.
To and fro, direct and peripheral,
it appeared and disappeared on...

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So we have a house that stays here.
And parents that always were here.
So we tell them hello, 
and might use the toilet there don't we? 
See, the question that asks your mind who is there,...

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YEW TREE LODGE - Story poem 

When I was young we had a local witch, or so they said.
Meg Reid at Yew Tree Lodge. That’s the legend we were fed
The lodge was dark and forbidding,...

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Wailing, screaming, and keening were things I was not
familiar with, until I got the shingles in a very tender place.
Then they became my go-to-noises. My husband had to wear
headphones, because it was so loud, ...

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A solitary person
Left to fight for
The people of 
Their land
All others were
Behind them,
Scared of the
Monster that is
Coming
All trembled as
The monster showed
Its ugly face
All reared back
At its horrid breath
Which reached into
Each person's body
And stole each one's
Little...

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Mona Lisa why?
Mona Lisa loves sunshine
Rather, speechlessly cries… Why!?

See her left side’s show?
A scared girl’s face through window?!
With her straight blond hair does stroll?

Looking at the sky!?
Where darkness swivels to shine!
Strangely with enormous fright!!

Weirdly, heaven’s...

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Onward and into the darkest room of plague and pestilence.
Gruesome scenes wholly worthy of disgust and abhorrence.
She clutched herself deeply; vomiting, screaming, collapsing.

She wished she had not moved on from the light
She tried to turn...

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I had a separate social life where stoners didn’t exist 
it was when I came alive so many ladies kissed 
happy days fulfilling life that all the stoners missed
people come and go with time but...

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There is a colorless glitch in my life
I've forgotten the taste of sugar and spice
I've taken a walk in colorless thought with a twitch in it
Turned sour and dour, weirdly glum with grit

Like tiresome dogs...

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I awoke within myself.
As all my thoughts fell off the shelf.
An air of conscious discontent.
Slowly revealing what they meant.

The world had turned as I had slept.
And midnight burned as the dawn crept.
Leaving an ethereal sense...

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