the manliness is over
in this millennium
of women
i say i say
king of the hill
pathetic
and my ache
smallish
yet i
this beast
smell good
have money
excite
once again
take flight

Piece and peace
Push

Part
am I

Push
for doesn't matter

Push
for a piece

Doesn't matter
Part of

on the side
turning

toward
seeing you

parting

paring down
pieces


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Today's emotional arc
and background
setting

Crashed on you

Gi-humungous-normous
Asteroid
Hits here

Leaves hole

It's encircling surprise
lifts stone
to shatter

The end


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Smashing rain
is numbing
the squirming soil

Drowning time
heaves its discordant
sandwich

I am nummy
numbed this tastes
good like more

time and drool
will hold
you here

go you fool

To treat people
Like people

Not things

My generation
Processed the fear of the last

Who fed themselves
To the beautiful machine

That made the world
Ugly

Littered with
What doesn't make us happy



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I'm successful
I have my **** together
I'm not alone
You'll read this far

What are your favorite
lies to tell?

Murky almost
poetry
spurks from
my mind
I am inclined
to not mind
as I accrete
skid marks
in sticky time

Put a moment
in your life
today
that u will
tell
over and over
Do it again
tomorrow
Pile up delightful
ones

What kind

Think of the stories
you tell now
to explain u
to get loved

Write yourself
into life


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I'm always ready to
She said

You know
I'm not going to use them words

She
Did

I'm always ready to
Picture your hottest fantasy girl

Sitting next to you
Half-dressed

Putting her clothes
Back on

Smiling
Deeply

Swollen
Lips

My eyes have never
Eaten so well




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the objective, I've discovered
is to make it all play
it's the thing
you must admit
to be eloquent
there it went

This arm has insufficient
reach
discerns a small circle of
stone
and nothing from you returns
life

are you the coldness of right
oh
I know sensibility
so
certain of what is here judged
out
read syllables fall stricken
dead

Viewed through a shallow liquid
Your beauty is blurred
Or is something else
Blurred into Beauty

Is the shallow liquid
Tears or tea or tequila
And the viewer
Hidden in a nest

Of deeper imaginings
That is to say shallow
you smile and elbow on
As if this aligned with

Feeling that feeling that way
Sorry
Feeling this way
Pinballing your way here

Riccocheting off raw nows
to some any other numb now
where opinions leap filling
spaces with instant foam

At the mouth of who r u
again really still why
Aren't you quite weary
The soldiering on

I don't wish to be in
Your regiment or mine
This discovery Sublime
Capitals not mine

the video
hesitates
and stutters
     no wait
ers
that  that that
that's my life

drinking future
smoothness
  no wait
drinking now
spoonfuls
gulping
missing
splashing
yeah

mean
to mean

Self awareness
is a dangerous thing my friend
I'm glad to see
you've avoided it



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Is a mix of *******
And blindness

Designed by hope
And fear
Mostly fear

Does that seem
Rude to say

What is a song
Does it have long brown hair
falling down it's back
as it moves
around you

That note right there
a wave of arching
your back your head
exalting up and back
rippling back down
ruby highlights
dance over hips

we reach
for higher notes

How can I love a song so much

If i can accept
and love the *******
in the mirror

I can accept
and love
your ******* too

This time stuff
spilled all over

An' I wen' in t'
yesterday

an I watched
myself gettin' o'er

bein' me all day
in no pa'ticular way

I'm aching
To make sense
This binge-ing
on now here
Day after day
Oxygen fueled
Cooked atp 'n me
I'm just spent
not even sure
wisely matters
as life wins
from every
direction
Not saying
I lose
Sayin' life
Makes relentless
look weak

Landing it
is more universe
sounding from your
strike

When a day gongs

to your effort
alone or one of
a wave you've
put your shoulder

Ring the bell
that oscillates existence
swing you hardening
resonation

Crescend up the beach
of night's tunings
reach the bar
be one with me

let's grease
this last sandwich
down

slip and slide
right inside
down

a thing in time
let's bring it
down

what i meant
let's bring it
down

and you here
just part
of it

Just brain space
Occupying
Itself

With
Some natural
Antipathy


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I don't know
what  you'll like

I'm not seeing
what you are like

and then fear
ebbs out

and I'm see ing
s omething

inside the circle
here

and your nervousness
is skinny

and shift y
slinking

around
what the hell

until tomorrow
n e way


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i am i think
a blob in a blob
full of blobs
that are full of blobs
infinitely blob
in a blob

Or go away
ok pretty much
most of you
nearly all
of you
should not
take my offer
mmffff ****

When do you notice
your hands

under a lens
typing for you

golden or some
color i can't name

fretting or
doing my bidding

The anger
at being
unacknowledged
floods

I am thrown

dragged

slammed against


fighting this small death
of being no one to you



and being nothing



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Someone let night
Out of the bag
It wasn't I

Someone let slippery Darkness
Reign o'er the day
It wasn't I

Someone let today get ahead
of you
It wasn't I

Someone
Not I

What are you watching for
what do you hope to catch
and respond to
Here?

The poetic sentence
The Searchers sentence
Not the Finders
Not the fulfilled

They aren't here
tortured
By whatever feels your need
to be tortured

Set points are careless
Of you and me
And the other broken hearted
Suicidal
Gender confused
Aging out
Numb in the middle
******* ******* who bought into the paradigm
Made up by confused primates
Who demand an explanation
For wetness
For gladness

And I smile
P a little more on tomorrow
Slink towards my demise
Primp for your eyes

Another line
Not a final
line

Not yet time
You delightful swine


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This bubble
of us cats
moving
some universe
's old thoughts
construing things
a certain way
as if to say
that will cost
you two cats
not as if

of an unhurried look
held softly steady

stirs even swirls
the room like a drink

I am spinning
I am circling

orbiting on a tether
to your smile

Lost, bobbing
along in delight

When you laugh
at your power

Yes
You still can

Rock a room

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I always think
then
I always realize
don't you

I chicken out
here
and then grasping
limieux

Hockey that is
puck
squirting away to you
pew pew pew

See the human
Be the human
Move your ***
They need you

God I'm a crust
I think
Considering my behavior earlier

reading
Jamadhi Verse

You are hammering out ****
at an exorbitant rate

this is astounding
it is all so good

on pins
an'
needles
for the
next

riveting
blank



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Having big things
to say

With this tiny
Little heart

Breaks

Me like a cone
holding chocolate

I have no shape
I have no defense
I am melting away
But I'm sweet
This isn't fair
Gurgle
Ga

I slurk away
down
****** flavor lane

Thinking of my favorite ice cream
deaths

Misery loves
a melting sweetness

Ah
that's it


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Saying
I don't want it

God
I want it

I
walk away

inside

as I give in
to it

losing to my idea
of it

and falsely giving it
credit

iz zalweys
me



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Cali
I've received your best
today

and
may I have another
please

'cause
that was a downhill
samosa

sizzling
from the rendering fryer
and laughing

thrown
against curves and turns
slalom

downhill
to the cafe bar
and order

Oh the voices
I have quieted
That have stopped
That I've stopped
That have left
I hear them
reconnoiter
from inside
observing their
Non-existentence
and gasping well thought
Ideas of air

The time I have elicited
elongates or even
telescopes to this' end

Reaching into the dark
bag of tomorrow
disappears my hand

Could it be on you
forever dismembered
leading a happy second

dancing in neural halls
now imagined in mine
absurdly drawn

What are the heartstrings?
How are they pulled?
What escapes
when you don't?

This fornication with
the syllables of time

carved instances of you
smoke tomorrow

right now dragged out
flaky of nonsense
sings in my afternoon
of not now later

Talkin' ta me is like
talkin' to goodness
wi' jus' a lil badness
for fun

in this pool
of my ablations
i turn my face
to warming
vibrations
what in
a shallow pool
rolls its white
underside
up in hope

I've my socks half off
the way you hate

And i know
it's too late

I've just encountered
a ufo

unforgettable
female ohmy

that's a thing
i decided

i just can't say
your name

nothing fits your
angles and lines

except ****
goodbye

Let's lie to the wind
and the sun
let's tell them
all the work
is done
Let's invite in
all of your sins
do you have
them within
you now
In a sentence
what **** of
what would
you join
and why

So I'm thinking about you
and this barrier
between us

Wielding poesy as if
hacking through
a gnarly vined mind

It's a pastime
of mine
then there's you

Singing herein
an' playing critic
to my Tristan

We emote some ****
eke closer
to satisfying wordsound

Grunting


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Look what I got done
look what I have here
look look look
at what
I have

Waking up having no one to talk to has me sending texts and emails to colleagues who have someone to talk to early on Saturday morning and I realize this only after I sent them and I remember what I thought when I lived with a family and got emails don't they have a life?

Apparently I was wrong then

Having gone from a half life
To a whole life

(I'm still uninsured notes poet)

In a half step
From

From, from, from
The past I'll say

Not wanting to name names
Point at anything

But my
Choices




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For not horking up
On
my daily therapy

No redemption none
no one redeemed nothing
pulled back to here or here