Short Cauterize Poems

One red candle
burning in a lonely heart
powered by hope...
love...
can cauterize
many open wounds.

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I wish I could visit
the vacant crystal palace
of your solitude;

to hover 
just one inch 
above your body's coma;

to cauterize
the thugs assailing you

to direct
this story's ending
with the end of me....

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Intrepid
 convalescent 
spectacle glass eyes 
Coral reef
 terminal grief 
cauterize
In disguise 
skies
Inner planetary bodies blinking their eyes


9/9/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020...

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You spit fire from fire
as you speak to me.
You pressed your tongue 
against your cheek,
and blew white steam.
It filled the room,
it touched my face.
I felt the wound 
cauterize and hiss.
It pulled me down
away from air,
and sucked my lungs
flat like plastic....

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Love with all my heart
every nuance I have left
'till it stops working

Love with all my heart
broken echoes of lost time
to be upon us

Love with all my heart
half within myself remains
cauterize blood drips

Love with all my heart
and in death I shall forget
to awake your eyes...

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Variscite and seraphinite scythes slice the upper spheres with precision,
As their blades rub their rainbow ribbons in the boreal breeze,
Their surgical incisions of incandescent crystals cauterize the carnelian excisions,
Letting breathe once more the solar winds which whistle in its throaty wheeze....

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The first cut sharp and burning red,
  don’t edit away its fire

Keep the wound both fresh and raw,
 never cauterize your ire

The horizon breaks just once each day,
  a new dawn—cold hearts aspire
  
Rays burning deep, first light to keep,
—its ashes to inspire

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)...

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The first cut sharp and burning red,
  don’t edit away its fire

Keep the wound both fresh and raw,
  never cauterize your ire

The horizon breaks just once each day,
  a new dawn—cold hearts aspire
  
Rays burning deep, first light to keep
   —old ashes to inspire

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)...

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Do you synthesize your anger,
do you cauterize the burn

Do you anesthetize the wonder,
as your dreams are drugged and scorned

Is your judgment tempered badly,
with emotion fiery hot

Is your vision colored madly,
by your choices—sold and bought

Does your music play reclusive,
do your words fall off the page

Does ego kill your last excuse
—that mask you can’t explain

(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2016)...

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Do you synthesize your anger,
do you cauterize the burn

Do you anesthetize the wonder,
as your dreams are drugged and scorned

Is your judgment tempered badly,
with emotion fiery hot

Is your vision colored madly,
by your choices—sold and bought

Does your music play reclusive,
do your words fall off the page

Does your ego feed that last excuse
—a mask you can’t explain

(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2016)...

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The secrets whispered through my ears 
The lies witnessed by my eyes 
I hide them all inside 
Now no one will ever know 
What's behind my smile disguise 


Its the things I hide inside 
The things that I'll despise 
They're darker and stronger daily 
Always increasing in their size 


They weigh me down 
They hold me bound 
While I shield their lives 
Protecting while I die inside 
And eons on, my wounds wont cauterize...

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Do you synthesize your anger,
 do you cauterize the burn

Do you anesthetize the wonder,
  when your dreams are left forlorn

Is your judgment tempered badly,
  with emotion fiery hot

Is your vision colored madly,
  by your choices—sold and bought

Does your music play reclusive,
 do your words fall off the page

Does reason kill your last excuse,
—that one mask you can’t explain

(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2016)...

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New is...New to life
Life is new
New is...Rising sun
Yellow view
New is...Burning eyes
Jell-O fries
Ever housed a homeless man
Jeopardies the jeopardy
Ever is Parody vision dream
Acaroid Jupiter's moon
Eating with paper spoons
Ever is...Energized cauterize portion
New to life
New is...Life is new
Rising sun
New is...Yellow view
All these things of 24th century
New is...Carpet bagging selling trout
This is my way of life

1/1/18
by James Edward Lee Sr....

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In drinking star juice, 
we internal light the fires within
We taffy twist and tug and spin
the wings of self elation
We bluntly burn each ventricle
and cauterize our lungs until
each tendril of our core is skin invading
And when the juice of stars ignites
we dance the dance and fight the fight
with solar flares to shoot our mouths
to moons yet undiscovered
It's in this moment we depart
and shatter long before we start
to lick elixir from the sky
in lunar inspiration....

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