Angel Parody Poems

souls splash fruit scripture 
palate of perfume prayers steam 
wings paint with our hearts

March 12th 2024...

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I got through 720 dimensions,
but I can only explain 16,
At the 32nd mark I found out why,
It's a prejudice decision,
Because God said,
It was so,
That a...

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To your place, pass negative noon. 
As the moon drifts over the loss...
images of a different life swimming.
In the depths of the ones fevered past.
Catching...

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My muse is gone, 
good riddance to the witch
And don’t come back,
you extraneous lil b’itch
Off to prey on others,
pour napalm on their souls
Sublimate good poetry,
burn...

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O Christ Child Devine
One enchanted night came sweet Angel singing
Proclaiming peace was descending down to earth
On wings of love a baby boy was winging
Souls filled...

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[Line one is an old schoolboy version of the first
Line of ‘While Shepherds’. I wrote the rest of verse
one based upon it, but was then...

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All has abandon you…

Destroy your Christ 
your God 
your idols 
Hypocrisy
They will all fall apart!

Your Lords and your Artificial Christ!

Lay bear it’s mechanical heart
Rebuild it...

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My head spins as the noise from the crash echoes in my head. I sit up in some kind of terminal with strange trains bound...

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Well! Damned Nation…
Oh. Hey! You there!
You are in a rush, 
I see.
Can you point me to the holly-caust?
Where the burn of sulfur flares? 
Ah yessss,...

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We have sprinted on our paws
from silver fields into the ashen corridors
of Office-Max
How early we set our alarms, how grown up,
who don the coats of...

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Death's at our door, it's right there on our Ring.
I told it we're busy but it's patient - I think.
Death's at our door and -...

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Snowflaked angels falling lightly
In darkness of the evening stir	
As I fallowed footsteps queerly
On old-fashioned horse with spur  
  
To travel where others have...

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She offered him a sticky apple from her velvet palm 
 he a poor beggar on the street was living in the dim 
 until...

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Hare trigger instincts
always served Roger well
He had an oh, no-no lettuce nose — 
a hyper-keen sense   when to leave
Roger was rabbit good
at knowing...

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You're my beacon tonight,
I see you through my malady.
But I don't deserve this light,
You should not be my remedy.

And you are my perfect sky,
Every star...

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