Suicide Passion Poems

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AGENT BROWN: HELLO I'M AGENT BROWN IN DIRE NEED OF THE FBI HELP AFTER I CONTACTED THE FBI...

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Conjuring and challenging my silly, puny solitude…
Enduring and foliage of squalid grief…left me in the nude of the wintertime 
Sometimes, I wander…I wonder…I ponder so...

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Foggy mists engulfed the bright
When raindrops fell throughout the night
The lampposts glowed at midnights dark
When sweethearts kissed at Lover's Park
 
 
A kiss that did...

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What good is weeping
    after the fact
  The time to shed tears
    is when passion's intact 

 ...

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Passion~an emotion,                       ...

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I.  The coming storm…

Looking into the distance along a windswept beach. Feeling the vast vault of alabaster sky. High! Feeling the cooling winds, as...

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The color blue the color of sky 
On a bright sunny day 
And the warmth of memories 

The power and presence of a grand mind...

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Bring on the pain 
       for I have seen my ruin misspent ways.
Bring on the rain 
  ...

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Sometimes pandemic people share
pieces of our unspeakable personal story

That no health care worker,
sex therapist player,
or green resonant systems organizer
wants to hear,
much less smell,
or touch,
or deeply...

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ravens scream
at midnight high
forever looking into the moon 
it’s magnetic white light glowing
a dark house feeling distant 
on an enigmatic horizons seam
dogs eyes glow distantly
Canines...

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Distance is my voice 
Along this ancient course 
In caverns of my night
It fades as the echoes die
In the deepest part if my night
Only my...

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I want to leave this place 
this place of plague dream nights 
wrapped in barbed wire 
of vacant faces and hot stares 
hell white corrupted...

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I drive through sultry green-leaved countryside;
so divorced from toxic urban suicide,

I notice a black and white hand-painted sign
emerging on my right side
of patriotic red resolution,

"STAND...

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Dear Bishop Michael Cote, Doctor of Divinity
through pre-historic untold ages
through reborn renaissance stages
through industriously energetic praises
through enlightenment phases
through empowerment dysphasia

Some of us lesser health care...

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As I walk down the busy street,                  ...

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