"annul" poems
i'm your o so wanna be lover
I'm afraid not what you would expect though
i admit to being a difficult pleasure
perhaps
a tad strange looking
squishy with long tentacles
half man half octopus
with a winking cycloptic eye
i entreat you
looks can be deceiving
how many pretty boys have you loved
crawling worms for a soul
that have left you a ruined creel
a jagged cry chattering tears of desolation
have you ever asked your self
who adores you
who would give all to protect love and cherish
i'm waving my eight arms at you
from the center of the universe
i eat black holes to kiss your ***
am i not a cosmic horror
with my big Cthulhu smile
quivering with tenderness
do you hunger for butter **** lollypop
i have two big **** heartbreakers
with teardrop curves
a feast for your ravenous holes of emptiness
and many armed tentacles to hold you tight
to slither all over your tender woven caves
to pull you into me
with suckers that thrill
during swirling inky *****
i will unravel your mind
your soul tilthed
if you can get passed
my
gray rubbery boneless head
i can push this shape-shifting balloon face
through your annul tubular contours
all the way up your beautiful ***
licking
salivating
tickling into your
tender bowel and throat
like a great dancing tongue
a stretched waving goodness
entering your mouth from the back side
can pretty pretty do that?
come slowly unto me my beloved
i am all chromatophores
endless glittering nightlights
incandescent
so we may wander our way through long dim nights ******
in the deep deep dark
with tentacle ***** galore
an infinity of entertainment
for every crevice and desire
and one winking cycloptic eye
that pierces your soul
Apr 15, 2017
Apr 15, 2017 at 3:31 PM UTC
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A Charm invests a face
Imperfectly beheld—
The Lady dare not lift her Veil
For fear it be dispelled—
But peers beyond her mesh—
And wishes—and denies—
Lest Interview—annul a want
That Image—satisfies—
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Banish Air from Air—
Divide Light if you dare—
They’ll meet
While Cubes in a Drop
Or Pellets of Shape
Fit
Films cannot annul
Odors return whole
Force Flame
And with a Blonde push
Over your impotence
Flits Steam.
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Hung up on a Sunday with a strung-up savior
Hanging from a cross across the hall
Pleading that a deity annul her misbehavior-
Her previous activities, forestall.
Hung up on the hunger pains, insatiable and gnawing
Knowing well the vigor of the squall
Hung up on a strung up stranger, rendezvous withdrawing
Waiting on the King of Kings to call.
Dec 5, 2011
Dec 5, 2011 at 4:00 AM UTC
(for the unknown You) –
Sweep up a mound of achievements;
layer dogwood and newspaper beneath;
find a small, secluded shoreline to sleep an endless sleep;
shovel money (in at least twenty currencies),
some status and fame
onto the funeral pyre’s unremembering flame;
write furiously with computer or pen,
fill out the days’ whitespace with enthusiastic fantasy;
revel on a fallacy (or three);
win the gladiatorial games in the Corporate Arena;
rediscover a bit of ancient folklore;
set up nice altruistic societies to make orphans feel infinite;
plant a little garden – give guidance in its growth;
build four or five fine-but-small boats
with richly decorated keels;
fight for something worth believing,
though I’m still unsure what that means…
A(my) guess: lyricism and poetry and prose,
musical composition, simply being kind and open;
A suggestion(for You): lay Your hand on a patient’s slowing heart
in a cancer ward, catch their tears with a jar
and meditate on better things to do;
give the old folks a laugh;
steal the Elgin Marbles back for the Greeks,
or, for the memory of ancient Greece;
find where lay a psychopathic fascist’s bitter ashes
and give them to the conspirators for closure;
(for me) place letters on the graves
of John Keats, Percy Shelley,
Wystan Auden and William Yeats;
rescind, abolish, annul, invalidate
my station in God’s dysphoric, existential reverie;
heap up beautiful words and send them off to sea
inside a laptop on a cellophane-wrapped raft;
(for both of us) think thoughts uplifting;
smile thirty-three times a day (or more);
plan for the future of ourselves and others;
give just a bit of love to our mothers;
sweep the kitchen and the city streets for free;
by your garden plant a tree.
Beyond these things for us to do,
be proud-yet-humble, open-eyed and acquiescent;
just accept; all things inanimate and animate, accept.
Jul 4, 2012
Jul 4, 2012 at 7:58 AM UTC
Never forgotten,
Always in our hearts;
Here it has been written,
For those yet to depart.
Kind words starve sorrow ,
Fills lives left hollow;
Here to annul fears,
And dry the fresh tears.
Stone crumbles, and falls,
Chipped away by wind and rain;
Acceptance befalls,
Where there was once so much pain;
There are no more flowers,
The past is left behind;
Time and death devours,
Even the strongest bonds unwind.
Aug 31, 2018
Aug 31, 2018 at 4:35 PM UTC
Pearls bleed from the pores of my skin
sparks dance where your fingers touch
the ocean neath my lashes hides in ecstasy
the sun melts in the heat of our familiarity
the mist of my yearning deepens into a ravaging wave
your burning desire surmounts the effect of haoma
a delineation of this moment weakens my knees
I clasp the air and feel the hiemal wind chime
my mind bears a simulacrum of your perfection
exulting in the reminiscence of a beau ideal
when you whisper you will be back soon
my eyes close to annul our distance too defined
turning my heart jocund, my senses sublime.
Oct 12, 2012
Oct 12, 2012 at 12:59 PM UTC
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Feb 21, 2021
Feb 21, 2021 at 10:07 PM UTC
Burning pleasure with each swallow
I love the way you taste.
Eradicate the stress.
Numb the pain.
In search for freedom
Steps to intoxication I take
Consumed in reflection
With each swig memories fade.
No matter the quantity internally vacant I remain.
How many more sips
How many more shots
For the remnants to trail away?
Ethanol
My aching addiction
Course through my veins
Life is nil without you.
Unable to remember
Questioning what was said
Passively expelling secrets
Drunkenly fearless I am.
Drowsiness imminent
Slurred speech
Coordination weak
Emotions wavering
Artery pressure low
Heartbeat delayed
Thoughts sway
Respirations slow.
Inhibitions lessen
Concentration impaired
Reflexes diminish
Hangover in the distance
Another day
Another drink
Inevitably it happens.
I succumb again.
Time reverses the inebriated.
If only time could annul the loss in me.
Subdue the recollections.
Until then sobriety is not for me...
Jul 30, 2014
Jul 30, 2014 at 9:49 PM UTC
Do not turn away from me
Do not forget me to nothing
Do not leave me behind
Do not annul my existence
For I am in to moments of You
Apr 2, 2014
Apr 2, 2014 at 7:09 AM UTC
The universe appears a myth
Frozen be art of compassion
Fake smiles sailing adrift
Confidence buried in abstraction
Epitome of shallow aliens
Touring Earth in search of peace
Marred by the war as most Iranians
Foreseeing when it all will cease
Dejection raps upon my skull
Accompanied by displays of fatigue
In an attempt discreet to annul
Knowing not of what they need
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Feb 4, 2012
Feb 4, 2012 at 1:27 AM UTC
The starless night reflects my thoughts
clear and calm
like a pond of eternal youth
it envelops me in a cocoon of darkness
slowly wrapping around me until
the night and I are one
the night awakens my senses
transforms my lust into a deep longing
a burning in my throat
that reaches my very core
seducing my animalistic needs
and devilish desires
of succumbing to the feeling of my victims flesh
the taste of the sweet nectar pumping through their veins
and allowing the thirst to guide my mind
Yet impossibly I strive for completion
an end to the unbearable loneliness
because detachment of my humanity is unobtainable
my need to **** eternally flourishing
but is the suppression of my humanity the only way to annul the pain
is the only true release of the ****** that of a final death
an infinite vacuum of nothingness
or a confinement in the eternally blazing fires of hell
Feb 26, 2015
Feb 26, 2015 at 3:00 PM UTC
The Pursuit of Understanding
is a Fool's Errand; a Wild Goose Chase.
Though the goal of absolute Understanding is a Horizon forever sought,
the very act of trying to get there will take you places and provide perspective.
I figure
it is better to engage in a Fool's Errand of this sort
than it is to flounder in the complacency of everyday acknowledged ignorance.
We shall always be ignorant in some regard
but we should nevertheless always seek to understand:
The Obstacle is the Path
The Path is it's own Reward:
To remove the Obstacle is to remove the Path.
To remove the Path is to annul Purpose.
Jul 19, 2013
Jul 19, 2013 at 12:21 PM UTC
The excavation of a dark cave
Revealed two jutting stones,
One hanging, one upward-bound,
That had merged together
In a pillar. Laughing, I turned to my friends
Who gazed lovingly at single gems -
Whose edges they could shear and dull,
Whose mass they yearned to strip away,
Lest the simple stone annul
The useless glimmer they coveted.
I turned from them and leaned against
The stalagmite and stalactite embracing,
And knew not to move or listen back
But rather stare in the direction I was facing.
In the joy and rush of claiming
The opulence they sought (to blind their friends)
They forgot me, and I let them go.
I have provisions enough to live until
They come to fetch me back,
And while I wait I'd like to be alone
With no company but these loving stones.
Jun 4, 2011
Jun 4, 2011 at 10:42 PM UTC
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Oct 10, 2022
Oct 10, 2022 at 3:16 PM UTC
Each night is
precisely set
like a gem
within a dream.
Immersing in
the fluid grandeur
of darkness,
the night
swings around it,
when one
looks back---
the day has
already become
a past dream
in an irretrievable realm.
The excesses
darkness commit
in a frenzy
in the night's geography.
excites me.without an end.
And what the moon
does to annul the
handiwork of darkness too
fascinate me.
Night is the story
of contrary crafts
calibrated to perfectly fit.
Jan 24, 2017
Jan 24, 2017 at 2:01 PM UTC
My Husband
You reject me
& neglect me
You query me
& you weary me
You control me
& annul me
You coax me
& you hoax me
You disturb me
& perturb me
You vex me
& perplex me
You taunt me
& you haunt me
You ignore me
& you bore me
You blame me
& you shame me
You leave me
& deceive me
You cage me
& enrage me
You invade me
& degrade me
You bait me
& you hate me
My lover
You see me
& you free me
You kiss me
& you miss me
You warm me
& you charm me
You respect me
& protect me
You perceive me
& believe me
You hear me
& endear me
You mend me
& defend me
You delight me
& excite me
You face me
& embrace me
You esteem me
& redeem me
You ease me
& you please me
You know me
& you show me
You romance me
& enhance me
Oct 29, 2016
Oct 29, 2016 at 7:29 PM UTC
I annul to love you anymore;
but these words jitterbug
only ab't you, along any paper lengths.
Jul 12, 2013
Jul 12, 2013 at 8:38 AM UTC
You only need light
To see in the dark
Perform a kind deed
To leave your mark
But you need, a lot of dirt
To dig a hole
You only need food
When you are hungry
Ask for advice
When in a quandary
But you needn’t, throw any dirt
To reach your goal
You only need water
When you are thirsty
Put away your ego
To have some modesty
But you must, wash away your dirt
For your sins, to annul
You don’t need to worry
About life after death
Don’t rush to the end
Stop, take a breath
Because, you mustn’t have, any dirt
To save your soul
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Jul 26, 2016
Jul 26, 2016 at 9:47 AM UTC
THE COLLECTOR
Hello! My name is Azrael
I wield no sword, I swing no scythe
I bring no death, I take no life
My only purpose, collecting souls, and to them guide
To their rightful place, where they will then reside
I come to do a task, that still
Confronts you all and always will
There is no reason, why I come
No great plan, no rule of thumb
I just appear and do my deed
There is no list, from which I read
No names are called, no judgement made
No restrictions placed, no homage paid
It makes no difference, young or old
Sick or healthy, shy or bold
I dispense no blame or fright
I walk among you, day or night
My sweep is wide, my path is straight
I do not hide, or lay in wait
In the end, I take you all
And over each, I spread my pall
I wear no hood, nor wield a scythe
I guide your end, to your new life
I from your body, take your soul
But, I do not, your sins annul
Some with ease, take this extraction
While others have, a pained reaction
I assist you only, to a certain place
That good or bad, you then must face
My work is done, once you are there
It’s not for me, to judge or care
I follow the course, in life you laid
That now in death, your journey’s made
BOEMS BY JA 289
Written in hospital 2014
Sep 4, 2016
Sep 4, 2016 at 9:56 AM UTC
__I'd let you know
if there ever was a burn notice
I'd set it on fire and watch the embers
I'd let them remind me
of the passion burning
away at my fibrous essence
running out of fuel for lack of outside sources
call me a parasite (I'm apathetic now)
while I'm clinging to hope of
someday having another line
of contrast to annul my narcissism
finding the difference to 180
finally being good enough
for someone,
if it mattered.
Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 4:56 AM UTC
My past sins,
as I woke to win,
a grin
fans out upon my rosy cheeks,
grim future,
but ill pay for peace,
strides of weary feet,
legs are broken,
but still pressing forward,
oh Lord set me free
Annul my sins and let me be,
eternity with you,
my divinity.
Dec 1, 2015
Dec 1, 2015 at 2:16 PM UTC
raise high, the roof-beam
mounting the fiery stream
burning the windows, burning
the death-devout silence,
burning the disquiet on the pyre
of ourselves — darkly halved,
lightly complete; the operant
rose is ready to roam the immortal garden and no petal will perish,
no moan of thorn will be heard,
raise high, the roof-beam.
your lifest breath and all that is not,
emerging supreme against all
smallness and rotund, no bells bellow
the bickering name, or the defunct
subterfuge of O God dancing to
sew His name augured. raise high,
the roof-beam the monolith of your
body's never-ending groove
waving me across all the world
no sojourn could annul — once
mortally blessed and twice naive.
it is our rite of spring, what the wind
wields a strange horror's sound summoning a dark-trilling raven.
waters princely kneel in the sheer
dark's afterthought when my clothes
fail me evermore. it is our life
singing separately: morning, and the divided evening. the knowledge of scepter is passed on to the ignorant
now all-knowingly removing all dress
and the glint of crystal-moments.
raise high, the roof-beam, o luminous ire
fulgent light and our foetal coil
an angel to whisper an arrival
from the fall, the roof-beam, raised
high forever.
Nov 2, 2015
Nov 2, 2015 at 2:28 AM UTC
I vaunt your essence
Verbally so often
I'm a certified boffin
When it comes to ensuring your safety
Many can admire you
But very few can actually love you
The way I do
If at all
If at all...
Please try to cry less
I'll confess
The things that make me inferior
To your gorgeous soul
I'll try to annul
Ways to bifurcate my bad habits
You'll never be omitted from my inhabits
I may seem to care too much
But I never really gave those thoughts a chance
You make my heart dance
Like it was a dance anthem
We don't need a romantic comedy film to explain that
Sep 27, 2017
Sep 27, 2017 at 6:38 AM UTC
Prerogative presumptive judicature, cantankerous cantilever capacity. Paradoxical dichotomy greaves, gauntlets gamut catalyst abstracts, asymmetrical symmetry. Objectified manifest's dimensional delineation, intrinsic endemic innate opaque opulence. Protractive analyses accidence ambience acoustics. Spatiotemporal telemetry tactician's trajectory extant.
Prophylaxis protocol annex annul. Kinesiology kleptomaniac extraversion embezzlement euthanasia extortion, embark embargo extradition. Aura roan's rainbow mare's nimbus nimiety exorcism. Corporeally preternatural's existential exigence exodus. Cerebral cortex's ****** matrix's carousel ceaselessly ceremony chaos character charisma, apex axis crux, exponentially extemporaneous manumission. Categorical imperative hubris, hectic duty deontological probity.
Astral projection's clairaudience clairvoyance. Tenets and principles, maxims and axioms, and doctrinal mandates. Exserted protuberance's edifice ******** Exotically ****** ethereally sublime xylem Xanadu sails. Erotica erectile errantry.
Fulham nuance ***** Formidable foundry of a foyer fracas. Harpy harsh hast, atrium attrition seditious. Oak tree ****** nails, swarthy ******** swath swizzles and unicorn railway sails. Anchor pin tachometer troll wood harlotry's root clod rudiments, lightning bow hat pick. Transcendent nimbus nimiety exorcist. Transpicuous translucence alluvium aloof impunity.
Jan 6, 2024
Jan 6, 2024 at 1:22 PM UTC