Short Locution Poems

Flaunting bliss like a golden medal
He struts about like a valiant prince,
Frowning at every sensible locution:
To mar and blemish and hurt and wince. 

He knows no sense
Nor appreciates status,
His bliss is supreme law:
Brain's self-breaking hiatus. 

He’s doomed to total damnation 
And kisses that fact with glee;
Beckoning his annihilation
With feather-brained mirth. 




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Although there are many beautiful things,
There are none as beautiful as you.
For you are more spectacular than the sunset.

Beyond the many entriging sights,
You are by far the most.
For you tangle me in your large devouring net.

Along the many distant paths,
I become exuberant at your view.
I would conquer any world to set my eye's upon you.

But you and I are two different crowds,
Set in our own societies.
Another day will dawn, along with another queue....

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