Abandoned

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Flexible

Flexible

She left

I burnt all verses
I have written for her
and will write no more

...

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Time bracketed between

Time bracketed between

December first nineteen fifty nine and
December first two thousand twenty three
represents...

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Pendulous predilection per...

Pendulous predilection per procreative proboscis

greetings to a beautifully wrought reader
maybe ye happen to be a natural born leader
of...

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Off kilter

Off kilter

Yup
I sobered up
despite expressing regular
(unleaded and unlettered)
urge to...

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Legacy accompanied with...

uninvited GUESTS linkedin as the themes of mein kampf.

Legacy accompanied with inadequacy DESPAIR RING

Despite countless factorial permutations
& combinations, this cyber surfer
avails left...

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Lost libido rez erected...

Lost libido rez erected haint no fallacy

Me primate chronological
adolescent age evinced
flood microsoft billeted gates
...

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Husband for sale at holiday...

Husband for sale at holiday discounted price

Tongue in cheek
by this moldering hybrid
combination nerd and geek
who suffers...

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Still smarting from stupid...

five months ago to the day

Twas the cusp of tooth thousand
twenty three summer solstice,
when yours truly (a fool...

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AMERICA WOULD YOU CEASE FIRE?

People come in and attack...

No warning!

Cut your Baby's head off..

All you were...

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Harriet Harris née Kuritsky...

1935 - ~ May 4th, 2005

(untimely death sentence ordained ~ early February 1935)
I trot out a poem acknowledging birthday...

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Digging my own grave...

Digging my own grave synonymous with a sense of accomplishment

Quite an undertaking
to break ground
figuratively, and symbolically linkedin
while...

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Left To Their Own Devices

Left To Their Own Devices

I'm lonely, freedom is not always so wonderful,
did the devil find some work for idle hands to do,...

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CHILDISH

CHILDISH

TIC
A
C
TOE

WE USED TO BE X’s & O’s

TIC
A
C...

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Homeless

Homeless

Upon the sands,
I summon sleep
As waves crash loudly
Beneath my feet.

Stars...

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Gloriously luxuriating in...

Gloriously luxuriating in eternal sleep

Forlorn; bereft of golden
(slippered) opportunities I weep;
Three score and four years...

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Au revoir oh perilous...

Au revoir oh perilous freedom...

Since pledging my troth
to the missus July 25th, 1996
after the comma error
punctuated...

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son

some things are just too painful
too hurtful to speak of
the process of forming descriptive...