Abstract

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Done. Finished. It’s Over.

What a relief!

Done. Finished. It’s Over.

Too many Indians and not enough Chiefs. Whoever thought that this was a game should rename this poem. ‘A...

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Aspiration towards elusive...

Aspiration towards elusive apotheosis of enlightenment...

analogous to where
the fountainhead of knowledge
gushes forth unstoppable
as a result...

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All I Have Here Is...

In My Prison Cell

All I Have Here Is Expression of Self

All I have here is expression of self

So I'll keep it to myself

I've been...

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No Words Can Say I Can'...

I Only Know You're The Reason I'm Here Today

No Words Can Say I Can't Explain

This is a poem that I created in which I had took a poem that the love of my life wrote In which I broke...

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Words He Spoke So Carelessly

Words He Spoke So Carelessly

Anguished

Despair filled his eyes

The words from such desperation he spoke...

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endless leisure hours as...

endless leisure hours as distorted time stretch before me...

like the infinite vista
upon the midwestern plain
farther than the eyes of mine
(an...

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Rebellious...

Rebellious nonestablishmentarian Pennsylvania Yankee...

honored at freedom fête
of course in my dreams
where Tony the Tiger
roars Matthew...

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Evil Ex Boyfriend #1

new series in the works!!

He who shall not be named,
Is the beginning, the creator, the cause
Of the rewiring, and the...

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Always evolving

Always evolving
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The Astral

Larking about, such words came to mind, in the absolute.
There are no crossfire's or antidotes to...

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These Abstract Enemies of Mine

These Abstract Enemies of Mine

Death is a moving force
to all things that end.
For me, it was a heavy obstacle—
to...

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Forgive

Forgiveness

Crown of thorn
ready to be sown dusted shelf’s speak in swarm turned they faces away from the worn...

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Liars liars

Liars liars

Liars liars
All of you are liars, prancing abound with out any sound or care anymore
As if...

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We are all whoring...

We are all whoring ourselves for the same dollar

We are all whoring ourselves for the same dollar, tearing each other down as we go
The machine has...

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Seal fin de siècle with...

Seal fin de siècle with unheard celebration

though two thousand nine hundred
will be here in seventy five years,
a mere blink of the eye...

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Gotcha! Once respectable...

Gotcha! Once respectable haute cuisine thief Sue She...,

Gotcha! Once respectable haute cuisine thief Sue She...,
a septuagenarian renown for his trademark...

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"Glaucoma Is A Thief...

For that they had him Ashamed because he allowed That Demon to come and Steal his birthright.
Are...