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I decided to post a bit of my old poems I made around year 2000 or so. People seem to like new material I made, and I've been getting positivity from a member here on poems I've already showed them. I wanted you all to see the chain-flow madness that is my own unfiltered thoughts. (Not NFSW or trigger unfiltered) I mean, but the juxtaposition of it all- it's randomness and like. Long, formal sentences are not my thoughts. I think that's why I have so much trouble typing.
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upon flower petals
fragrant smells of opium
howling at the moon
dancing on the water
bind me to a chair
with groping gnarled knuckles
apple smelling hair
nectar for a brain
peerless eyeless sockets
eyeless
close your eyes in pity
make mine turn to rivers
a tainted tide of blood
another one of bile
spews from my lips
welts upon my back
make me say “yes”
instead I say “perhaps”
dripping from my nose
a memory of many
a sticky stuck adherent
calloused to a puddle
collecting collection butterflies
moor reedy geysers
thoughtless fable fountains
a cloudless heaven
the daily news
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Underneath the sassafras root
underneath the loneliest
stone
where no one digs...
above the Evermores
where the wild grass grows
Untainted
Like fire
Fire swirl
where stars Wink
I wink back
And send my kisses
(Sigh)
Do they even receive them?
Staring out my window
take a hammer to the window pane
Let in the wind for god sakes
Waking from a dream
emerging from the earth
My sheets are sweaty
Perhaps their just
Wet
In the darkness
Moon flowers bloom Their eyes
Blue eyes
Green
Like razor bladed
Grass Steel
running barefoot
running naked
Running away
Running ....
Catching
Playing
(With?) Myself
Roots become my fingers
The mole knows what to do
Make...
The Weeping Willow discerns...
When to smile
rain melts my face
makes my roots grow Nothing
The answer
No The question
Never gets answered
If only I could...
TrueSpeech
Treespeak
True-false test
(True penny)
Truly
Never and a night
Listen to a finch
Listen to him hop
Listen to him
Stop.
Listen to the siren
Enveloped by the fog
Frost upon my face My fingers are wet
WAKE!
...perhaps that’s my sheets...
Playing on a moor
playing at my door
come in come in
stay away
come in come in
Stay away
Come in...
(Goodbye) Come in.
I never want the moment to end
Beat upon my breast
a merry little tune
A dictionary to remember
A dictionary..... So I can be famous
(I don’t know where to go)
So I can grow (I don’t know what to do)
leaves......
In a pine forest lost
Underneath the sassafras root
Underneath the loneliest
stone
where no one digs...
Except Green
Except Green
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CONSTITUTION
upon flower petals
fragrant smells of opium
howling at the moon
dancing on the water
bind me to a chair
with groping gnarled knuckles
apple smelling hair
nectar for a brain
peerless eyeless sockets
eyeless
close your eyes in pity
make mine turn to rivers
a tainted tide of blood
another one of bile
spews from my lips
welts upon my back
make me say “yes”
instead I say “perhaps”
dripping from my nose
a memory of many
a sticky stuck adherent
calloused to a puddle
collecting collection butterflies
moor reedy geysers
thoughtless fable fountains
a cloudless heaven
the daily news
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GREEN (SOMEONE I KNOW)
Underneath the sassafras root
underneath the loneliest
stone
where no one digs...
above the Evermores
where the wild grass grows
Untainted
Like fire
Fire swirl
where stars Wink
I wink back
And send my kisses
(Sigh)
Do they even receive them?
Staring out my window
take a hammer to the window pane
Let in the wind for god sakes
Waking from a dream
emerging from the earth
My sheets are sweaty
Perhaps their just
Wet
In the darkness
Moon flowers bloom Their eyes
Blue eyes
Green
Like razor bladed
Grass Steel
running barefoot
running naked
Running away
Running ....
Catching
Playing
(With?) Myself
Roots become my fingers
The mole knows what to do
Make...
The Weeping Willow discerns...
When to smile
rain melts my face
makes my roots grow Nothing
The answer
No The question
Never gets answered
If only I could...
TrueSpeech
Treespeak
True-false test
(True penny)
Truly
Never and a night
Listen to a finch
Listen to him hop
Listen to him
Stop.
Listen to the siren
Enveloped by the fog
Frost upon my face My fingers are wet
WAKE!
...perhaps that’s my sheets...
Playing on a moor
playing at my door
come in come in
stay away
come in come in
Stay away
Come in...
(Goodbye) Come in.
I never want the moment to end
Beat upon my breast
a merry little tune
A dictionary to remember
A dictionary..... So I can be famous
(I don’t know where to go)
So I can grow (I don’t know what to do)
leaves......
In a pine forest lost
Underneath the sassafras root
Underneath the loneliest
stone
where no one digs...
Except Green
Except Green
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