Short Gassing Poems
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Obama drew his mighty line in the sand
Dare ye not to cross me
Assad replied in kind
Gassing thousands and laughing
A little Syrian boy has drowned
Siblings to weak to cross that mighty line
Salvation was the evasive dream
Father shall never escape the nightmares
A youthful face, but no brains:
Time the deceiver – I think back,
to all I thought I knew that it has
taken me a lifetime to unlearn: Oh
the labyrinths the spirit travels!~till
at last realizing the poverty it has
impressed on its own soul – Youth,
full of beans, gassing the world
indiscriminately!
rage
blood red
simmering
boiling over
insecure imbeciles off gassing pain
a fraternity of inbred hound dogs
renting shepherds
flocks are lost
horror
death
soul
lingers
ghostly lights
clarion calls
the atomic spin of celestial night
loss of foul ego conjoined particles
wonder free falls
I less bliss
haunting
rite
Liquid nitrogen is gassing through the wick.
Regulated just right slowly burning the wax,
Of the special candle stick.
But the Illusions looks like water burning.
Its harmless gas that is churning.
You can even light a match.
Don't worry about an explosion of a mess.
Water coming up from a candle stick, while the way slowly drips.
.
Every calibration I do,
Blur to emerge the one weirdo.
Every navigate does syntax,
Oh, so higher at parallax.
I creep with my scornful envy,
And I know why they do beauty?
Because of an anticlimax,
Oh, so higher at parallax.
All gassing awkward in my brain,
Forever missing you the green.
Fill in my cephalothorax,
Oh, so higher at parallax.
Water Candle..
Liquid nitrogen is gassing through the wick.
Regulated just right slowly burning the wax,
Of the special candle stick.
But the Illusions looks like water burning.
Its harmless gas that is churning.
You can even light a match.
Don't worry about an explosion of a mess.
Water coming up from a candle stick, while the way slowly drips.
Elements in me are found in the sun.
These same stars power the atmosphere.
Is this why you keep gassing me?
When it is all set and done,
I want to stand in your sun`s and eat your love,
to understand the universe
with all its energy,
so that you can’t change
without passing me.
{XM}
TALK LIKE A PAINTING: SOCIAL APES TRILOGY.
POETRY COLLECTION BY BZ.Mannie
link: https://www.amazon.com/Talk-like-Painting-social-trilogy/dp/1093118938