Hate Random Poems

Some random questions this morning…whose answers I anxiously await…
If love is the answer, as I believe it is, why is the world filled with so...

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There are actual people
half woman half man
running mornings and
dream people in movies
half language half light.
Tomorrow is John’s funeral.

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This is my minute
my moment
Oops, gone!

Anything can happen
if...

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I bet the intelligent people see us as apes 
Just a bunch of baboons always making mistakes 
Some people think it takes character to be...

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Sometimes I think I should have started this prose
With a disclaimer of sorts
To my readers, many of those
Who may think me out of my gourd

Sometimes...

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I would like to talk about the coronavirus which has caused so many of us to agonize
I will stay away from politics except to say…it...

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I hate feeling all of this Pain,
I have tried so hard, but its all in Vain.
My heart was yours and you threw it away
it still...

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In a new place, I'd like to call home.
Meeting lots of people, but still feel alone.
Everyday is a struggle, don't know what to do.
I live...

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I wonder if our reasons
for growing random acts of violence
are similar
to our dwindling random acts of reasoned healing,
kindness,
gratitude,
unrequited love,
uncommodified,
unconscripted,
unscripted,
uncontained
restoring cooperative ecopolitical relationships forward
not just because...

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This is just me writing a verse
About whatever came up first when the dictionary gave me a random word

Matricide

It was all going well I'd never...

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Thinking about tomorrow
You wont be there
Thinking about you
I miss your voice
Thinking about my birthday
The one I don’t want to have without you
Thinking about my friend...

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Some news has a way of crushing you to your core. Now get back up, again you. 
I remember I wanted to go see my...

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Where am i goin in time?
I really dont know.
I sit spurts these rymes.
My lips moving to fast for my fingers to keep up.
This poem is...

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If i were rich, would i be as giving as i am now
does it matter that i hate everybody im around
is life really worth living...

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I think that we forget how to be human, after awhile.
Our feelings harden, due to the other non human beings who cause us to build...

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Forsaken, mistaken. That is the way I am.
That's how it happened. I was left behind.
My brain flaking. Unaware of my mind.
I'm forever saddened. Bruising, I'm...

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