Short Hardwired Poems

hardwired to
harbor intense  
negativity 
never letting 
it go
never able to 
move past  
events 
trapped 
never to escape 
hurts of the past...

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Counting them on one hand,
the fingers dismembered, 
but remembered 'siempre' and 
a day beyond that, because 
hardwired to give it, both body 
and soul, should anyone ASK, 
she was playing a role. She 
gives amnesty now, knowing 
needs were at odds in petitioning 
the gods: seeking Asclepius,
not Eros, desperate to heal....

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He feels less photogenic
as he ages
more pornophobic,
watched 
and found wanting 
with judgment
and not amazement

As he displays his patriarchal
militant
fading software

No longer hardwired
for ballistic climates
as needed,
wanted,
craved

Extracting verbal dominance
from compassion's great
green
groaning nonviolent climax....

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The mind is an echo
Reflecting someone's belief
Like the notion of death
That leads us to grief

Merely bundles of thought
Tied up in the past 
Forming identity layers
We compare and contrast 

Programmed for survival
Hardwired with fear
Emotional alarm systems
For when I am not here 

The mind is deceiving 
With a compass I roam
One dwells in yourself 
To find the way home...

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Sipping formaldehyde with medical hype
A lab coat cloaked sterile destiny
Balding with bare hands to compute
Imprinting watery vitality to a blue tooth
Chip sensor, genetic desire plunges
Closeted towards strapped hardwired control
Engineers veer deaths machination icons
As chirping screens bleat out information barriers
To pass through fat nurses and white hallways
The delayed security of death...

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Breeding time,
Pursuing nature's conquest.
Hardwired 
Blood turns to wine
Desperate desire lies dormant in all, 
For life to prevail. 

Knowledge of our existence looms
Deep in our minds
Everything transpires 
Here lies humanities grace
Amid our mistakes.

Potential unbound 
Passion is a seed
A driving force
Behind man's nature 
Exists a lust for truth
It keeps us alive
It takes us to the moon....

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Right now I’ve still got all this fight in me,
even as I wage war with bulletproof;
I’m ready sucker punch for the knockout;
Enemies try but just fall short daily,
hardwired sarcasm explodes with a poof;
This was never an exhibition bout.
What lies deep within will not diminish,
I wish this inner conflict would ease ooph!
I’d gladly laugh and let go of this shout,
but I can’t seem to cross the line finish
                     the route....

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