Tag Archives: American Poetry

Ramblings of a Madman

I spoke with my other today He say, she say, it’s to late for me, it say Sanity is fragile, prodigiously curious – Precariously balanced -> or unbalanced Sometimes the vessel cracks…unsurprisingly The world seems a tasteless farce; is a … Continue reading

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Introversion of the Burlesque

Behind smiles and cheerfulness, the vicious and profligate will shineLeading you on, unwaveringly, off a cliffLeaving you and your hopes to reprine – Ubiquitous lies obscured as interim actsBehind the guise of sweet words, expunged by the licentious Belauding the … Continue reading

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Resonance

Infectious.Infestuous.Absolutely in – fatuous,the unabridged possibilities you surface –and of the mind, how could a fellow human being could be so sticky? Incurable.Introspective.A vision of you projected,wanted, and wanting to discoveryour layers should be uncovered. Naked.I want you — naked.Raw … Continue reading

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Unwanted

In my naïveté, I thought of you only as a hindranceRepression and remission —And as the season’s whisk away, I am swayed by remembrance. Of a time distant and gone when you were still presentInstead the echo of an inner … Continue reading

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Limited

In the abstracts of Newton’s brain There spawned a concept of a Limit And applied it has showed time and again, All that ever is and will be; must follow this in spirit Let’s displace this abstract – Remove it … Continue reading

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Self Ascendancy

All water falls up as a particle Our comprehension of Gravity becomes a failure For every action there’s an opposite and equal something remarkable But everything is always blur – Pseudo Understanding Permeates the brain And our great intelligence we … Continue reading

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La Immigrada

This is how I would feel I’d be like to Immigrate out of the U.S. Continue reading

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