Poems Of Any Length

[infamous]

Driving under the influence.........DUI

 

I once heard a tale,

bout a rowdy young male.

Who drank too much ale,

from a small wooden pail.

 

Now his feeling start to ail,

and his color turns quite pale.

For now his car he'll sale,

so his efforts won't fail.

 

Because, he's seeking his bail,

sending letters thru the mail.

So he can set sail,

and get out of that jail.

 

 

 

............................Infy

[Tarantism]

alright thats it

last quatrian

about some hat

in the burly sink's right eye

as we floated in space, that is,

approaching vector point

300 Mics asending tantos throat

"MOM!

I GAVE THE CAT SOME ACID!!!"

she said in tongues:

i know

where the canaries

and crows

go.

sew,

lets play the game

existance to the end!

fun corn flake

reality.

here, sitting with contentment i watch

two thousand men

marching into the sea

gracefully

and happily.

while the sol spoke in waves

gamma

gamma games

gamma games played

in UV radiation, the existance of Ether.

proven, here,

jumpshot the sun

for threes

four

lets get complicatied now.,

dig?

because now we dig, subterranian

where the sprinklers sing for monsters

invading the garden, which in defence

shoots spines from its tongue

far across the fur mented feilds face

blue was the colour of the blood

there are seven pigs all standing in pots

so if you dont plan to dance

then you dont paint the sunrise

with us, the chior of change

 

the reporter asked the suicide casulety:

how many bullets did it take

to fill your cheek?

"none", it replies,

i had died long before i got my gun.

so you got some contentment?

i dont think so.

 

now im just gunna say it, ****s

we are infact, one,

yeah, thats right!

we jive

and jig

to the moon!

and at the same time im sitting upside down

listening to jabbering furnature.

"ice head"

i said

to the bed, while

the beast postured in its stead,

mumbling the ending to a story

repeatedly.

 

"YOURE BAD! IM GOOD!

the people said

until the great eye

turned them inside out."

 

ha didnt even know he was

the shamen

who danced around the fire

only to be forgotten by

history,

the west is desolate.

and we have all forgotten that

if you are making love

its best to plug your ears

and scream organic limbs

simultaniously. but, according to the basic unsaid ideas,

statistially

more people survive

if they only think of themselves,

so dont panic,

and if you do try to assist your loved ones

you may be subject to

bits of laughter

on cookies.

 

remember:

if you are under ten years of age

return to the shelter

and cuddle your cacoon.

 

but now i know

that walls dont last,

when we run down

discussion walkways

planting the seeds of idea trees

IM SO TIRED, but

in the 16th century

i had a cause,

and i live to know that

SOMEWHERE OUT THERE IS A THRILL, I SWEAR.

i know becasue i lived through

the plagues of egypt

by the nile, remembering when

Cleopatra swam on me in a petri dish,

making love to the things i said,

but i couldnt concentrate

because i wanted her body

but all she would say is

"i feel you inside of me"

 

psh! yeah, im in your brain

crouching under your tongue

making sure you dont get caught

pretending to be the sun

 

and here is a leaders prayer for instruction, answered:

 

spew **** forth

from the mouths of snakes

to the masses

for lunch.

and do what you will

to the things that you own.

 

oh no! but

why cant the fig tree be?

as it sits there upon wooden knees

buzzing with be's

and beezies.

the very plague im tired of catering for.

 

grunt

said the star

to the nova

when it invaded

while some dumbshit redneck muttered in self important gestures:

"shoot cledus

we dun made

a mess

of this dress"

and up the street her sister cries rape:

"little amy done gone got caught by the police again, pappy!

shes no child no more, they done taken care of that."

 

but those minds can sleep soundly tonite

becuase from the edge of the desert

to the shores of the sea

i can hear that resonating frequency

of humans, coming to sit with me

finilly speaking up,

and i hear them saying

"we are done waiting for spoons of sustanence thought,

manufactured in sweat shops."

 

but you my love, you are here with me, so close your eyes

and feel the color

of the piano

in C

 

"but i cant feel it, i cant feel it,"

 

i hang my head patiently and utter:

"we all know

everything

that we

want to know...."

 

so sew this on the scroll, baby:

 

lets dance glossalailia

around the tremulant anglophiles

in chicken suits of

tenement ego loss

[Tarantism]

an ode to orbsycli:

 

steady sat the statue while the sky crawled clouds transforming spits to effigies.

[Turtle]

an ode to orbsycli:

 

steady sat the statue while the sky crawled clouds transforming spits to effigies.

an ode to an ode to orbsycli

by Roger Thelonious George

 

wobbling stood a painting before a ground lept rocks remaining swallows from realities.

:eek:

[Loricybin]

somehow, someone somewhere sits

perched tropicalia wits

 

not sure how it's possible,

possibly

 

"i'm not afraid any longer,

mommy."

 

you trained me in fours.

 

you pulled me through floors.

 

you helped me realize that no one's up there.

you helped me notice everyone's stares.

 

all the times,

with signaled rhymes.

trapped in grammar

looking funny

we're trapped on earth,

 

hunting money.

 

 

"why not just pocket a lifetime's food?"

 

i see now,

they must profit

from this plank,

and we must walk it.

 

everyday, they tend to spray

"buy one, get one cheaper"

 

i tire of this reaper.

[infamous]

In the beginning;

 

In the garden of our beginings,

we lived without want.

Turning imaginations toward heaven,

by choice, we forsook our font.

 

Trading away our peace and safety,

choosing to believe the lie.

Darkness fell down upon us,

and giving up life, now we die.

 

The end.............................Infy

[learnin to learn]

Love is like a one way street,

Cant turn back without getting beat.

[Tarantism]

my light flickers composition pigments

wherever we sit its in the rain

howling in reverse.

[Tarantism]

it was not sketched, that cocked gun's eyes.

[learnin to learn]

staring at barrel of the gun, I stand sturdy.

I finally know when not to give the birdie!:cup:

[Loricybin]

Today, it's me dragging a computer mouse down my street by the cord, barefoot.

eventually, I smashed the mouse against the wall of some brick building.

all the pieces exploded and ricocheted, some at my head.

now my face kind of hurts, but it still felt good.

****ing buttons, click, click, click.

machines, everywhere.

can't escape it,

natradeath

[Loricybin]

suck my navel, lint.

bow before my cleanlidirt powers!

i feel so good and ready this morning

i could love all of you.

(except the stupids, you don't know who you are)

the rest of us.

do?

mostly.

[Tarantism]

REPRISE

 

the rest of us

do

but only on thursdays. which was yesterday.

[Loricybin]

the simple way with which

we stitch

the spitting

of our words

 

is clambering. clobbering

festering, slobbering

scrambling to be

less absurd.

 

we spit, we've spat

'bout this, and that

but how many of us

are growing?

 

i suppose that all

who roll the ball

will keep it together

forever

 

but we who know

the ways to grow

will be tough to still know

in the future

[InfiniteNow]

Shades of gray

Diffused in red

A blur

Not focussed

Not sharp

 

It's quiet

Not silent

But muted

Underwater

Floating lazily

in the blue.

 

Scents weakened

Tastes bland

Soft touches

Turned cold

Slowly dying

 

Slightly shallow

 

Very old

[Pyrotex]

Making a Difference

 

At seventeen,

I swore I would win the Nobel Prize.

In Physics, of course, nothing else would do.

And marry a beautiful woman

Who would cherish me just for myself.

And become a millionaire a dozen times over.

And create a work of art that would be revered

Until the Sun turned blotched with age.

One out of four ain't all that bad.

Well, *I* think she's beautiful,

And spend ten minutes every day looking into her eyes,

Wondering aloud how I could have been so lucky.

At seventeen,

I also swore that I would

Make a Difference in this world

And alter the course of history.

I believe I did that today.

Gwen and I had volunteered to prepare the food

That our church will serve after services tomorrow.

I made enough cole slaw to feed a small army,

And in the process,

Created a new recipe,

Using both sweet and dill pickle relish,

That will eventually

Save Humanity from itself,

And end all hunger on the planet.

[Alluvia]

DESIRE PLEASURE LUST AND GREED

 

Cheetah is out

in a huff and about

walkin' the line

doin' double time

 

Gates open

people pass through

dressed in moonlight

and nightly attire

make their way to

the underground lair

 

Faces blank

eyes astarin'

heavy hearts

but no ones carin'

 

As they make their

way forward to form a

single file

the process begins

to shape their desire

 

Desire pleasure lust

and greed

makes Johnny walk tall

and sense his need

 

Faces haunted by

yesterdays past

sense new pleasures

visions and quests

 

Walkin' patrol

the cheetah returns

his mission accomplished

he now reverbs