| Poems: 060819 - August 6th, 2019 |
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| Robert Morpheal (morpheal@yahoo.com) |
2019/08/10 12:52 |
060819A
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Sounds of the city
sky droning
dulled to plaintive
motorcycle rumble
distant horn shriek
into staccato silence
shoved in
between high and low
moans of desolation.
Kept shuttered
out of plain sight
back of the closet
type of stowaway
hoped someday
might prove useful
an oddity
listed in want ads
but no one calls.
Dereliction
to put aside
in disrepair
fails to turn
desirable
in any direction
spun off
from useful
into careless toss.
Take the blame
for every instance
of might have been
fat chance
ending over
past edges
of heavy traffic
indecent offers
during business hours.
Reception gone dead
turns into drift
out of range
past the low rent
tables turned
in coffee shop
pass overs
no dialogue left
to negotiate.
Eyelash
angel wings
broken desires
becomes a failure
of alien contact
in quick look
other way
to out of reach
affiliations.
A divided land
butcher map
cleaved and chopped
to leftover cut
slashed from budgets
to be wrapped up
in comedy
for elimination
as waste.
The way it goes
as to needy someone
and stay
a journey
to trusted
on a dotted lifeline
sub scribed
past empty palm
fortune telling.
No luck
in the aftermath
of life's accounts
came up empty
in the reckoning
a new sort it
out hell
of creative torments
suffered alone.
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060819B
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Writing
is on the wall
but freedom
has been pushed up
hard up against it
to be shot down.
Those associates
not liking anything
tore it down
knocking wind
out of sails weather
for conditions
of shot down.
Kept looking
for somewhere with
sense of belonging
the way flies crawl
vague margins
to punctuate text.
Not yet a dot
on a map
and dropped
into tight spots
of nothing but
more contention.
Get stuck
at any chance
fly paper
applications
to detachment
of various parts.
Arguments
having failed
to break in
to membership
at the club Maybe
and see you around.
Will never get
to a push cart
supermarket
sort of blues riff
loop repeat terror
on answer machines.
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060819C
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Propped up
and could not see through
what it really meant.
Not having been raised
up from the dead
in an earlier childhood.
Watching it slip away
from up on an empty stage
where no next act played.
Curtain fell
in front of an audience
of perfect hate.
The program was promises
of better options to all
who walked out.
Scathing reviews
closing a show
before opening night.
No commemoration
in pictures or autographs
backing the stories.
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060819D
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Thought scatter
gusts swept
into pain killer.
Try this
and try that
to see if anything.
Wrong season
for turning over
sod and leaf burials.
To dig in
among bad signs
along the shallow.
Anything there
that the tides left
in wash out graves.
Scatter about
empty shells
of skin crawl.
Congregating
half digested bits
in hollows.
Filled in with new
gaps picked at
in between.
Skull and bones
left nothing
to treasure.
Fluttering erosion
turns over meanings
into new fractals.
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060819E
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Tissue thin
mix it up time
with traitors.
That old plan
a betrayal stretch
of day to days.
Look translates
word of love
to word of fear.
Matter and ghosts
grasped at
above their surfaces.
Tear into it
until it is torn
beak to claw.
The angels are
cruel today
and always are.
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060819F
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Sigh gasps
of pleas
being entered
at gas chamber
door closing
cars glide
to a screech
thin rubber
does stretches
on shatter
boulevard.
Mutter tempo
bird cries
high wire
pigeon toed
keyboard chorus
lines printed out
black and white
sugar coat
surveys of crust
shake out
to tremors.
Listless
for a fight
sky punches
pavement
muscling in
for licks
on adult candy
caned butt
slap down
and dime bag
of prayers.
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No, it is not Howdy Doody Time again.
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