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The Longest, Harshest, Meanest Poem Ever Written

It was something
So many words
It rattled on
Like a streetcar
And it was harsh too
It really picked things apart
It made Howl
Seem like a squeak
I can't remember
Who wrote it
I think
It was some guy
From Great Britain
All I remember is that
It was the longest
The harshest
The meanest poem
Ever written


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Opposing Views

The power of truth be
With he who insists
That God, unlike man
Has omnipotent hands
And persists
And persists
And persists

The burden of lies be
WIth he who insists
The product of man
Has a divine plan
And exists
And exists
And exists 


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Brain In a Blender

I put my brain in a blender today
It was my right hand that did it
The dominant one
In one forceful bash
I reached in and pulled it out
Bits of bone and bloody brain
First stop was chop
Little pieces of memory flipped about
But remained
This is no good, no good at all!
Next, I set my mind on grind
Gray pulp splatter
What's the matter?
You're not getting squeamish
Because that's nothing
I hit the pulse button
Splat and splatter, splat and splatter
Memory-matter, splitter-splatter
This is guts-and-gore stuff
So deal with it
I lifted the brain-lined lid
And freed the random chunks
They were clinging for dear life
But there is no escape
With the back of my hand
I slapped 'em back in
No escape, not today
Off the grind and on to puree



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Neuter

This is freewill
Paying bills
Hunters with no kill
Spaghetti sauce
Stained sleeve
I pick up the Shout!
Scream bloody murder
And run
Naked, wild
Into the woods


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The Garden

This garden grows in rows
The old soil is parched and hard
Stripped of nourishment
By time
Headstones in a graveyard
 
This garden grows in rows
Sprung from seeds of despair
Grown from consequence
By design
Gate broken beyond repair
 
This garden grows in rows
Watered by slow gray tears
Tended with old love
By thine
A long black coach draws near 
 
This garden grows in rows
The flowers mingle with the weeds 
Silence all surrounding
By mine
No one visits, cries or pleads

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The Ruins

Architectural terror
Built by masons
With no squares
No preparation
Or foundation
A carbon disaster
Of weathered
Crumbling plaster
Time chuckles
Unchallenged
Supports buckle
Falling faster 





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Spontaneous Generation

There's truth in
Spontaneous generation
I've been there
Seen it
Observed the formation
It can't be disproved
Discounted
Diluted
It is creation
It is born instantly
Not from clay or cells
It's not like that
For this
There is no host
No Petri dish
But ourselves
And it's not slow
It doesn't grow
It explodes
Replicating
Overtaking
Cell upon cell
Completely filling
That's the beauty
In this theory
Nearly everyone denies
 
It has no form
Or material structure
Yet now it's present
Even in trials
With beakers stopped
No influence
Upon it
A maddening theory
To adopt
Vacuum sealed
Impenetrable
Then poof
Revealed
No known source
Abandon logic
Methods
Reason
From where?
It appears
This new life
Begins

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College

Watch me burn away my youth
College
Yeah, I learned
Swirling urinal puck love
Girls with degrees and shorts and yeast infections
Grease-fat, bubbling, fly on my fry
Missing a twenty and things that money holds no value to
It's a lime-green, shag carpet situation
My generation
Beer-puke, sticky stained jeans mean nothing now
Piss-leak creek overflowing, ever-growing
How I've tried to rise above it
And learn to love it
Ignoring right and wrong, but knowing
Frat-boy howling, virgin-fouling, prowling late at night
Sight and knowing, alcohol-flowing, wisdom-sapping plight
Seeking the light of dawn, wreaking, smoking, wrong
Bottle-broken body battle-battered bruised and dumb
Mistaken and foresaken, taken they say
I learned and burned my youth away


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Little Moments

Little moments are happy things
Sunny warm summers on swift moving swings
Worms on the driveway after the rain
A foggy window to write my name
Mommy's smile, Daddy's laugh
Popping the bubbles in my bath
Watching a bird building a nest
All by my big-self, I got dressed
Firework displays and bright Christmas lights
Family room camp outs and clear starry nights
Wearing fuzzy fleece pj's and super-soft slippers
Tying my laces and zipping my zippers
Sledding in snow and skipping in Spring
Little moments are happy things 


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We Have Bunnies

This is Bunny
He is blue
Lil' sister has one too
But he's pink
I think he's as special to her
As Bunny is to me
He's as old as me you know
We were born the same day
We play and read together
We need to be together
His nose has started to fray
Now it's a long unraveled thread
More like a mustache Daddy said
I love him 
Bunny is a good friend
I won't lose him, leave, or lend him
And once grandma had to mend him
When his stuffing came undone
And what fun we have when we play
He laughs and jokes - he's really funny
And when I'm all grown
He'll come and stay
On a sunny day
My blue Bunny 



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