Old Poems 2007 I

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Self-expression is immoral
In these waters, through a portal
To story’s dreamtime, truth of sorts, so
Tell us a musical-themed action, forgo
Decisions not withstanding illegal
To properly impropered boatside seagull
There is no meaning in the puzzle day glow
For which you slaved your stubble step-toe
Not a flow or drip or push-pull
Only a fool would ever be so fat-full
Or try his best to capture feelings
In empty tie-died bullshit dealings
Or forceful brain-tried story-welding
Neurologic
Philosophic
Words or telescopic
Shelling bullets, that’s what I’m selling
Told you twice I do imagine
Sin so slightly, pleasure, muscles, spasm
Entropic
Tropic
Paradise found (wanting)
Introspectic, shit-fueled: droppings.

 

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4 thoughts on “Old Poems 2007 I

  1. First of my 2007 poems. Going way back in the archives here.

    Yes, it rhymes. These poems will tend to rhyme. Forgive me.

    I like to think they have a rhythm, not unlike a def poetry jam. Yeah, that’s how I would do it live if I did it live. Think of it that way.

    As for content… harsh?

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  2. Fantastic. Has the same voice as your stream-of-consciousness post. Both pieces have a similar rawness (harsh treatment), as well as great beatitude. Very cool, my favorite lines,

    “Shelling bullets, that’s what I’m selling
    Told you twice I do imagine
    Sin so slightly, pleasure, muscles, spasm
    Entropic
    Tropic
    Paradise found (wanting)”

    Hopefully you will post more of your poetry.

    Take care,
    Pepper

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