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Jalal Sunstrum Poem
As you were stilling down the pine avenues
You caught a despaired twinkle in your eye
That had a semblance of doubt and perplexity,
When your eyes meet the sky, your mind twisted
Downward to the center of tremendous opportunity
In the midst of an overcoming shadowy Figure,
Then as a crimson Passer-by noticed everything
Of the confrontation between clauses of the sharp
Suitor and of a shark swingling, creeping, dwindling
By the the Ocean of your innermost hell,
There in front of a café where you used to meet her
Your hands caress the pavement that you judge
Too frail like the sounds of whisking by, controled,
Scrowled by the scowl of your inner feelings,
You stump your feet then High Heavens
Everything around you turns to Yellow deciphering :
The Sun has shined by the Rivulet of demise!
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This will be a false Haiku
because I don't have time
to finish up
Xmas tree obliges
Anyhow
why not write Neo-Grunge
jazzmataz music song poeme
In a rather quickie style
let's finish here,
I only have 12 minutes
precisely:
dirty clean grandpa
souping through the night
Plop! Hiroshima bloat
Copyright © Jalal Sunstrum | Year Posted 2022
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Jalal Sunstrum Poem
Is there anybody out there
I can only see my face in the forefront preflection
Of the passed, away on vacation until all comes cross
Is she really on the page or on the screen an AI model
Stockings stocking to no avail
Preferably a real lady, married, a couple of kids, nah
He enters the mainstream understanding orifices procession
Pro to nothing concrete all absolutes don't exist
Clean and not heard
The genius in him should talk to the mirror
Instead of a gun shot plying the thought of Gmail account
Accessible bypass crude
Why sense the tasteful callipyge stragglers told too
In her scent he can find a thousand Dani Daniels Krissy Lynn Jane Marie, she'd just another troubadour old fantasy
Reality overweight overwhelms filly folly breads hvvgfnbdg
*** VV bukkake Bukowski travels by and nothing taken for granted Lego logorrhée Times Square sexshop where a dude speaks East Timorian does it really count what the guy said on the corner of the contents of the wall Pao chicken breast
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Jalal Sunstrum Poem
"Who am I to judge another
when I walk with"... leprosy
all me and women are born
a common soul
and die in Victory
if life had been worth while.
Copyright © Jalal Sunstrum | Year Posted 2022
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