Short Callouses Poems

when analysis
while walking in palaces
many callouses
...

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Analysis of Paralysis 

of paralysis
we took an analysis
and had callouses

Jim Horn...

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so blank after the exit
so pale after the discoloring incident
i am a blue bricklayer in a red town world
my heart has callouses 
my mind has splinters
so drained following the reentry
the fight in me is now in permanent hibernation...

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From the sweat 
flowing down the laborer’s brow, 
the cuts and callouses 
etched into their hands,
to the steely determination
engrained on their furrowed faces,
freedom was born and fed. 
As such they should be given
the same respect and admiration, 
as any beloved parent is due. 
...

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Tingling toes
of the megabyte cavalry
callouses scraping
along private roads
Cascading matrices
on the plasma periphery
peasantry bleating
on official commands
Stewing a cauldron
a festering foment
watering nations
from acid-soaked cans
BE SAFE!
say the oracles
so buying a check
but electing the cavalry
leaves the infantry wet...

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It's going to take some time to 
smooth the callouses;
I know I can rough. 
My fear is to believe in 
anything that will take my faith 
and run.
That though life has brought 
me to better soil,
Failing crops are yet come.
And in the dark I horde this 
candle light.
For I may never know when 
again it will be this bright....

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Dad's voice in my ears,
After all these years,
Lilacs the color of dreams,
Reality starker than it seems.
The callouses on his hands,
Evidence of life's demands.
Too blind to see the truth,
He thought I had it smooth,
Not knowing what lay ahead
The road on which he tread.
The fallen lilacs only covered
The hardships I discovered....

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We are its prey
It comes for us all
Stalking us silently 
Coming when we least expect it
Many forms
Relentless in its pursuit
As its quarry 
We do our best daily to evade 
Some of us seldom see it
Some live with it lurking daily
Breaks some of us
Callouses others
Takes some of us
Fleet footed
lethargic
fit
doesn't matter
It will catch you eventually
Curse of the mortal human...

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The tick of a tock of a tired clock
the seconds slip on by
minutes last for hours
and hours last for days 
until a life time passed away. 
count the wrinkles on your face
the callouses on your hands
the scars on your heart 
and know  your life is slipping away
birthdays, weddings days
work days, holidays 
everyday the same day 
no money in your pockets 
no love left in your heart
society stole your being
and business stole your time
and scream....

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