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The Elimination Method

Simple Mathematics, really.
To eliminate one component
To solve a problem quickly.


I’ll form the problem into a manageable state,
By easily eliminating an unwanted variable.
Now, just what variable to eliminate?


First, I will multiply the X by two.
That’s the first step. Done, I feel fine.
I will multiply the Y too.


Now, I add my X plus X.
My Y plus Y.
That was to make sure it checks.


Now here’s the predicament (easy my shoe!)
This is my problem,
And a real head-scratcher too!


The equation adds up nicely
And the X and Y are simplified.
But, how do I eliminate my algebra homework
Precisely?

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What Kind of Man?

Beware the Boob Man
For he’s shallow…and a little juvenile

The Leg Man is sensual
And can’t hold a conversation
But…
The Butt Guy
Just wants sex
Correction: Just wants some ass

Watch out for the Foot Dude
Cuz that’s…
…
…well that’s just weird.
No one likes toe grime

The Vagina Man is smart
Intelligent even
Knows his facts
But tends to forget the big picture
Make sure he doesn’t forget
The rest

The Neck Guy is great in bed
Although
He maybe in bed
With more than just you

The Eye Man is lovely
Simple, tactful, and sincere
He loves walks on the beach
And romantic dinners too
But this man…
He sees perfection
But doesn’t forgive
He may never notice your ass sag
But what happens
When you need glasses?

The Back Man
Is artistic
In his attraction
He can see the sexuality, the sensuality, the spirituality
And the mingling of the three
While he finger-steps over your back
He’ll hold your hand
Making love
And kiss your chin

The strength of a back
The smooth lines
The soft touch
The Back Man knows
It doesn’t receive much
Consideration
It’s a place where
The entire body convenes
To convulse
To contort
To contribute
To control
To lose control
Where it holds no absolute confidence
Where it holds all conviction

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Untitled...For Now

‘my eyes
with a film over them
clouding them with 
iridescent shapes of
you’

I'm reading this again...
probably not the best thing 
for me to read at this moment.

sending off...hmm? 
do you still feel the same?

a ramble of unpoetic lines
shoved together haphazardly

if the power of words can kill
then 
I’m butchering a pig—
—blood as virtual ink!

…pathetic
not poetic…

comparing my ‘poetry’
to yours
my UNpoetry

yet,
you say—
—you claim to love it

sending off—

—do you still feel the same?

‘my eyes’
-coming ‘round full circle-
‘with a film over them’
—just incase—
you’ve forgotten

[my eyes
with a film over them
clouding them with 
iridescent shapes of
you]

‘clouding them with’
-repeated-
‘iridescent shapes of’
—not quite—
‘you’

sending off—

—do you still feel the same?

do you 
still 
feel the same?

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Real Life Hero

Doom 
Resounds in his head. 
Until today he
Gave up everything.  

And today he 
Dug his heals into the 
Dirt. He gave it all to give
In. Tomorrow will be worse than what
Claims him
Today.

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Don'T Blink

Imagine my 
Real view 
Inside of you.
Stop and see too.

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X-Factor

Silly humans!
Everything you think of involves the
X-factor.

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Oxymoron

Nine dozens of
Eight nothings
Veranda romance inside
Every man for no man
Running in place
Dearest husband
Or dearest wife
Urban legend
Brutal love
Truthful
Tall tales
Hidden hate
Introverted
Sex orgy
Three in a couple
Riot in the bathroom
Universal thought
Timeless fashion
Helpless god

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Someday Baby

Forever and
Ever it seems
You lie
Inside me.
Holding my
Heart. Curled
Into a tiny
Cocoon,
Where you wait
To discover
Light.

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Stitched Skin

Should I begin with 
“I’m sorry”?
I’m sorry.
I’m really so very sorry.

I pleaded with you 
to put your wrists in harm’s way.
On the line.

And then I forgot to hold mine out
for more than a moment 
after you joined me.

I was ready…

…but then you weren’t.

Now you are, and you wait.
And all I can say is 
“I’m sorry.”
So very sorry. 

I realize I have hurt you
I have hurt you
hurt you
you…

Hurt you.

And I lived for you
sometime ago.

Hurt…
… 
…you.

I don’t want to live 
without you
But I will not die 
with you.

And I love you.

and 
I love you

and 
  i 
love 
you—

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In--

This itching
It’s like a drug withdrawal
From my body

And I fall
But I don’t do this intentionally
I do this because 
It’s what I do

No stepping of the ledge
Easily—
No willing sacrifice
Just me
Falling—
Because there is no where else 
To walk

This is me
This is who I am
This is what I do

Do not thank me for it
I do not want it

But don’t also think this 
Saddens me
Or inconveniences me 
In anyway

This is what I do
This is who I am
This is me

Think of me as a tool
A well-guided instrument
To a poorly thought-out 
Providence

This is it…

Or maybe 
Simply
That one you forgot 

You remember 
Now that I prod you

I’m the method—
You used to know