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Love – Drawing from deep, uncovering commandments, longing to spend Love, …
Drawing from deep, uncovering commandments, longing to spend Love, Language lives in moments, sleeps in you, but still awake for Love, to Love, Yet no one hears your gold and silver songs, from there, quiet and quieter times had, Again, … Continue reading
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Tagged loneliness, lost love, love, Lovers, poetry, prose, shyness
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Californian Stoics – Albert, Eddie, Kid Johnny and Rose roamed ruined airplane hangars in Monterey, …
Albert, Eddie, Kid Johnny and Rose roamed ruined airplane hangars in Monterey, Killed, ate mice cooked on thick tree-twig skewers, juiced-away down throats, all the livers just about still alive, Great escape, great adventure, grim reality, then thoughts across four … Continue reading
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Tagged alcoholic, America, American, anger, Athens, bums, California, crazy, crazy men, crazy women, Crime, dead, death, Greece, hobos, killer, killing, madness, Monterey, murder, Pasadena, poetry, prose, Stoicism, Stoics, USA, walking
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It was a true love – Break-ins and sittings on your bed-edge, …
Break-ins and sittings on your bed-edge, Cabinet perfumes, dripped those thick fluids behind my ears for continuity, Ejaculated into private places, your shower towel rubs my body into yours, From Me, a fear for my bright thoughts of you, and … Continue reading
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Tagged actress, America, American, American actresses, California, crazy, crazy men, Crime, dead, death, hallucinations, hanging, Hollywood, madness, movies, poetry, prose, stalker, stalking, suicide, USA, woman
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Holding – Walking into, holding hands, holding footsteps, …
Walking into, holding hands, holding footsteps, holding thoughts, holding breath, holding handrail, holding ladders, holding fire extinguisher, holding burning baby looking at me, holding black corpse, holding body bag, holding face, holding on, Running away.
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Tagged corpse, dead, dead baby, death, fire, poetry, prose
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Dog man – Took a dog for a walk, met another man, …
Took a dog for a walk, met another man, he asked me what I thought I was doing there, my head gave way, my mouth opened up, – “Who? What? No! Get it! Much, hard, now! not, in, must give … Continue reading
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Tagged anger, bad dream, cats, crazy, crazy men, crazy women, dead, death, dogs, dreams, hallucinations, loneliness, madness, memories, poetry, prose
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Horatio, ambidextrous Neo-Nazi
Horatio, ambidextrous Neo-Nazi, a two-handed ‘Sieg Heil!’ then, ambidextrous Neo-Nazi Horatio weeps and falls, ambidextrousness all the way down to his feet, except this time, broken German, beer and Jack D’s took a toll. Horatio ‘the joiner’, an always looking … Continue reading
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Tagged America, American, Auschwitz Berkanua, Black Man, Brown man, Confederacy, crazy men, Gas Chambers, Hebrew, history, Hitler, Holocaust, Jewish, Jews, Nazis, Neo-Nazis, poetry, prose, Rosa Parks, SS, Swastika, Tottenham Hotspur, USA, White man, Yid Army
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A bit of humorous verse – ‘He was never number one, until now’
Never taken to a heart, never number one, Funeral was a washout, and bouquets there were none. His casket fell of its bier, the clergyman forgot his lines, Furnace was too hot that day, and Crematorium burnt down. Crematorium had … Continue reading
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Tagged bouquet, burial, casket, clergyman, crematorium, dead, death, funeral, humorous verse, memories, memory, planning laws, poetry, prose, remembrance
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Native Art – The Conqueror, An Exhibitionist, …
The Conqueror, An Exhibitionist, Three hundred pieces hung, Fixed beauty on high-ceiling walls, Three hundred year-old echoes, Fixed natives to trees, Bodies for hungry gibbets, Stole futures for industry, Selling dead souls, Happy high bidders, Art lives on.
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Tagged Art, Empire, exhibitions, history, Native Art, natives, paintings, poetry, prose, sculpture, Slavery, slaves
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Slum – A hole in a slum, green foliage dreams, washed people away, dogs and more dogs, …
A hole in a slum, green foliage dreams, washed people away, dogs and more dogs, where we were then – ‘built upon ancient vermin for the new upright four-limbed vermin.’ Scabies across our bodies, and no doctor painted us white for … Continue reading
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Tagged dead, death, equal rights for women, factory owners, family, feminism, God, Jesus, loneliness, love, nineteenth century, pauper, pauper's grave, poetry, prose, sister and brother, steel works, tramps, Victorian age, woman
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