Long Zeitgeist Poems

Greetings to those who would willingly seek admission to theater of the absurd. Zoltan Goliath and Otis Trench are masters of the avant-garde genre silent musicals for the imaginary stage, an art form sui generis....

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competing cousins, interbreeding homo-sapiens
  hominins humming mostly human song
  altruistic generalisers, ever close to dying ways
  opportunistic, never staying long

  self-aware, inquisitive, enlarging brains, empathising
  real representative intelligence
  modelling...

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My ebbing physical prowess and strength

noticeably decreases in one direction.

I take lock, stock and barrel 
to revisit good ole days of yore
quite conscious undeclared state of war
prevails within body electric of troubadour
now seated at his...

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Just suppose – a hierarchy rules this shadowland
Pulls the strings of governments, not walking hand in hand
Amend our constitutions, to suit their future plans
Throw Christians to the lions, as Lucifer demands

Just suppose – this world...

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Mine gerund farming, tilling, and harvesting illogical weltanschauung

Twas accursed destiny
since birth (maybe coded in
deoxyribonucleic acid  
since time immemorial) alas and alack
nascent emasculation abominable barrack
emergent deus ex machina,
one common Joe biden his time
for no particular
rhyme...

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I take stock and revisit good ole days of yore
quite conscious undeclared state of war
prevails within body electric of troubadour
now seated at his Macbook Pro
today February 20, 2021.

Since January thirteenth of this year
(two thousand and...

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Though all are blessed with eyes to see,
Eyes never lay sight upon the seer;
No retina perceives the seedling
beneath its iris.

Ocular nerves sense Occam-ented pictures
Of identity: portraits framed by
Ourselves, Us, and Others
- Whose eyes perceived whole
But...

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An evanescent bouquet of skewed briars,
is how a tinsel laden tawdry essence wickedly unfolds,
scuppered signpost to a fetid human compost,
faint light pendant on soul crushed quantum migrant,
who might chortle at vivid veil flimsy vacuum,
skirt recklessly...

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From the top came a directive,
a line that management rehearsed,
they needed money, more ESG,
and said we must be more diverse.
So they hired some new people,
and I did interviews for days,
noticed a lot of folks fell...

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The latter classified as a voivode
(prince) of Wallachia
(part of modern Romania).
Surrounded by enemies
that included the Hungarians,
the Ottomans, his younger brother,
and Walachian nobility,
Vlad employed extremely
cruel gruesome measures
to inspire fear in those
who opposed him.

He earned his nickname
by...

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A decade of growth and decadent boom 
People didn't mention the debt elephant in the room
It was the charge of the bull
Many pockets were full
The search for a higher return was the motivational pull. 

But whilst stocks...

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An evanescent bouquet of skewed briars,
is how a  tinsel laden tawdry essence wickedly unfolds ,
scuppered signpost to a fetid  human  compost,
faint light pendant on soul crushed quantum migrant,
who might chortle at vivid...

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Of thee virtual netherland...
courtesy one spellbound wordsmith
within apartment b44
nestled within a manor
(and manner of writing)
atop nondescript Schwenksville highland.

All gibbets zing aside
I got noose for you,
yours truly enjoys harmless chide
ding even kibitizing about,
when cessation of consciousness...

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After becoming confident 
(das ernest frank gent) handled ignition
jerryrigged knobs, levers, motors, 
nameless other parts quintessentially,
set registers to “understand” vital www xy zone.
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A blitzkrieg capstone detonated explosive forcees
generating horrendous instantaneous jolt, 
Krakatoa lost mighty noise,...

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The puppet masters plot and weave, when first they practice to deceive
From Bush to Bush the fire spreads, a wildfire born from the Great Beasts bed
Intent, creates a new Zeitgeist to spawn a child, an...

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alternately titles: I got noose for you,
Yours truly doth garrotte tee
another itsy bitsy, 
betsy wetsy easy breezy read.

oft times ('specially 
these latter unsainted days and nights) 
in white satin:
death doth haunt me atheistic zeitgeist
which thoughts...

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The hardest times leave echoes in my mind
And try as I might to push them aside,
The hardest times are a part of my life.
I cannot let them go without losing my light.


I could...

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My dearest Cordelia: I scribe this letter now to you from domestic port, the embrace of our farewell still entrenched deeply in my mind. The morn is now upon the tranquil bay and the fishing...

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oft times ('specially 
   these latter un-sainted days and nights) 
   death doth haunt me zeitgeist
which thoughts of my demise
 
   crowds out purposeful thinking  
  ...

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“ I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word in reality ”
   Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr

Once we understand that the integrity of our personal existences are completely...

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Zeitgeist

“ It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society ”
   J. Krishnamurti

1% of the world’s population owns 40% of the planets wealth

34000 children die everyday from...

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Suburban resident pretense, a bleak uniformity.
I grew up among the repetitious homes,
isolated alienated, I wandered the conformity,
the endless square yards, the dull feckless syndrome.

Repugnant yet intriguing, a redundant singularity,
fabrications of fortified, fraudulent self-deception,  
blocks...

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I am not a detective or a sleuth, 
but what I write about is only the truth.
You are not going to like what I have to say, 
but the truth has to come out some...

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“Autumn leaves don’t fall; they fly. They take their time and wander on this, their only chance to soar.” Owens, Delia. 

Its solemn swaying into this world isn't a fall,
From the ever-season-shifting earth, it's a...

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It is a quite Sunday morning

It was a weird outing in the evening

We saw fuming ashes

We saw failed elephants

We heard the tales of fallen petals

We saw drifting continents of love and lust

It was a quite...

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