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Ken Pepiton Nov 10
Incorporeal,
in bodiless form, in spirit
in truth;

from out, looking in,
from now, seeing then
from whence all laws arise;

thinker thoughts,
tinker toy's and dams,
tin solder solutions

"Solutio!" or did he say
"Salute!" loose salubriety?

Endlösung, wholy reforming

all the whys in Userous tyranny,
all the reason in Balance of power,
all the mastery in War against peace…
knotting
strings
of coincidence crossing the wake
of where we were truer sets
of posed causal effects,
twist and shout,
your own salvation,
in the end,
work it on out,
when you live ever after,
what you gonna do?

If it's up to you, of course.
Unbraiding dread knots, loosed from mortal coil, then what... there being
after waking here once more, to offer a thought in the empty after math.
Zywa Nov 10
Seven bridges, that

is an odd number, so how --


do I set a route?
Poem "Broarna i Koningsbergen" ("The bridges in Koningsbergen", 1966, Lars Gustafsson)

Collection "Specialities"
Maria Etre Oct 8
I can't keep my
mind shut
and my heart
quiet
for the key
to locking them
got lost
the day
I learned
that,
"all is fair in love
and war."
Lebanon is at war, bombs in the South and the North - the sonic booms, the smoke, the shaking of houses has taken its toll on how poets feel.
There’s a skeptic I know who remains inconvincible
Certain that logic is something invincible
Loathe to accept
The secrets well kept
Unable to pinpoint the primary principle
-Studying car lights from outside- an automobile's slow flash-

Primary colors of headlight reflections, flirt in their dance-like dash.

Here I sit in the back of my van, in the corner on the side of the street; I've been right here since 5pm, how the hours lapse with deceit. Its been just over 5 full hours that I've been paralyzed in this seat; Now as it's pushing 10pm, documented my defeat:

I'm more than done with this pit of fear,
overcome the paranoid gap,
all I need is to now pause, re-evaluate  
Exiting this trap.

To wrap it up in this conclusion
To iterate the hours ceaseless delusion
Is to redefine isolations inherent seclusion-  with confidence, strength-
dispel illogic's confusion.
MetaVerse Sep 2
Vote for Kam
          (however you
          say her name)
ala!  Unburdened by w

hat has bee
          n in terms o
          f regarding a
framework for

understan
          ding deadlines a
          round smell
that relate to

the great signific
          ants of th
          e importance of
the passage of time.


Man Aug 26
Experience was without form,
And so I shaped instinct.
Between them was love,
And so they gave birth to intelligence-
But intelligence grew alone,
So they adopted wisdom.
And wisdom loved intelligence,
And honored their parents,
So they created a family.
There were all the emotions,
And all together they built a home.
There was the body,
Something physical to provide shelter.
We called the land Elysium,
And we were the Ethos.
MetaVerse Aug 20
a plums is ripe
     on August august
(what greenest trees?)
                                           if one
which a organism
          that shalt isn't die:

yester Day's shape
     i do robust
(who tomorrow was?)
                                           if ten
how a organasm
          is thineself & thy;


Man Aug 4
Be unrealistic, congratulations!
You are privileged.
And think me wrong,
I am only a realist.
If you don't like the observational
It's because you fail to see
Things as they really are
And rather, how you'd like them to be.
MetaVerse Aug 3
My technoscribbles haven't all cachet;
A mother hen on Friday farts an egg.
Even a swill of parlance has a say
When maple roadmaps varicose a leg.
A skinnydipping nakedest remote
Viewer that loons a dreaming in a pond
Fractals a nascent green and gleimous note
Hanging athwart with someone's else's blonde.
Take heart.  The fish have lungs and breathe the air
Of a new day when everyfish can ***
With or without a whiff of underwear,
Though salty tears are sweetest under the sea.
Milfs are a pack of pickleballing hots
Playing to win a plate of tater tots.


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