Abandoned

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Wonderment at existence ™

Wonderment at existence ™

With my scrunched
and bushy furrowed brow
I often ponder
the precise circumstances...

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For The Child

The love is for the child
Not the adult they became
And sometimes moving on
Is the way...

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Isis staind 27+ years...

Isis staind 27+ years...

of scorpion stinging poison us marriage,
whereby the missus and I
experienced genesis as...

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Adolescent infatuations.....

Adolescent infatuations...never consummated

Greetings reader from a cross between an aging seventy inch long (ringing ding dong) haired pencil necked...

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Leaving a book incompletely...

Leaving a book incompletely read tantamount to being sacrilegious

Preface:
On February 4, 1861,
the seven states that had seceded
by this point convened...

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My jubilant latent, nascent...

My jubilant latent, nascent poetic tribute to black history month

Which acknowledgement ought to be year round,
similar to altruistic, humanistic, and philanthropic...

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THE RED BUBLE BATHUB RED...

YE

THE RED BUBLE BATHUB RED FINGER PAINT

THIS IS A SONG;
AY, AY, AY, IT WAS A GOOD DAY WHEN OUR TEACH SAID WE HAVE TO MAKE A DEPRESSED HOUSE...

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Not Quite Yet Forgot

the last time I saw her
she was laying with a stranger
beneath an ancient quilt
atop...

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Why do today what you can...

Why do today what you can put off till tomorrow?

The following extrapolated
thought thread exercised,
NOT utilized to intimate
how Fats...

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Pick up my phone

pick up my phone....
Hello,,,, pick up my phone,,

My first fruit pick up my phone,...

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Mr McDonald

Maccies

Mr McDonald

Where did he go, Mr McDonald,
did he get on a plane to China or Holland,
The red curly hair...

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Respirator Blues

You need to see to believe
Have you seen the life I used to lead ?
Untold tears that stain...

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Solace

Solace

Solace
Slumbering sorrow of sadness
Ghost of past days
Haunt as emptiness lays
...

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Neigh say being corralled ...

Neigh say being corralled & cult shod

"Sic semper evello mortem tyrannis"
translation = thus always I
bring death to tyrants.”...

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Grim reaper forever...

Grim reaper forever guaranteed eternal plentiful harvest

the following written
for no particular rhyme nor reason
quite aware the exit (stage door...

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Hunger wrought a haunting...

Hunger wrought a haunting spectre

Deprivation of adequate nourishment
particularly during critical years of puberty
one factor...

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The abandoned house

Alone

The abandoned house

Alone and abandoned the house stood bare,
Cracked walls and floorboards

Lots of love it...