Poems: 180820 - August 18th, 2020

Robert Morpheal <[email protected]> Tue, 18 Aug 2020 01:28:05 -0700 (PDT)
Newsgroups alt.centipede
Message-ID <[email protected]>
120820A
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Once upon=20
a time reveal
truth was
masquerade=20
between the only=20
and else=20
into the all=20
of the usual=20
living lies.=20

When it ended=20
only was=20
the usual=20
lies of remain=20
left in nowhere=20
with the nothing=20
of anymore=20
being really =20
any true.=20

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140820B
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Wake too early=20
to the what there is=20
to cry at the all=20
passing way=20
from the any=20
of really
into grim light.=20

What more=20
added to the say
burden carry =20
on trickle tapped=20
drip wordings =20
into ramble=20
leak streamed.=20

Until someone does
the no one does=20
a two step stomp=20
out existence=20
bedtime storied=20
toss night between
games of Twister.=20

Lone contortion
shadow puppet
playing theatre=20
against hard walled=20
ending any tried
at the reach out
to a different light.=20

Hard turn line
schedule events=20
along the wait for=20
not yet border
lined up region
of perpetual maybe=20
ends in suspense.

Eggshell people
at the scramble=20
brain salad runs
down routine chop=20
body count floats
dead sea salts
in pork existence.=20

Barrel monkeys=20
foot dragged into=20
the hurry up
well greased poles
of the slide down
nothing doing side
of completely done.=20

Continuum cuts=20
at the all alone=20
supposed to=20
but do not have=20
the make it=20
in with another
sorted crowd.

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160820A
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City of secrets=20
held under=20
currents of heat=20
flowing night=20
timed subway=20
rattles deep=20
throat death=20
in underground
route synthetic=20
formulated brands=20
of splay freedom
faith of the nine=20
to five armies.=20

We are flying=20
somewhere inside=20
the condemned=20
iron masks
of headed wrong=20
past the betrayed=20
exile feelings=20
envelope bubble=20
pressures of push =20
blanked face=20
conditions of stare=20
into outed=20
by the membership.=20

Shadow knows=20
and the invisible man=20
remains watchman=20
over hollow placed
emptied living=20
gorged more
to same emptied=20
outsides in=20
of the any push=20
pull and shove=20
pretend at more
blind sided bits
of arrangement.=20

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160820B
------------=20

Adding up=20
to nothing=20
that they tell you=20
that you should want=20
or actually need.=20

We get that far
and no=20
going any further=20
past others' ideas=20
of the in and out.=20

Another pretense=20
at being more
than typical selfies=20
on an altar
of birthday wish.=20

Only the unknown=20
has any chance=20
to evade scrutiny=20
and slide past
the guards.=20

Timed out=20
and displaced=20
forms of affection=20
bled out=20
of social amputations.=20

Would have loved
the wrong people
in the wrong ways=20
ends stuck to forehead=20
out on parade.=20

We go down under=20
cover versions=20
of let's pretend=20
really dancing=20
as clouds of dust.=20

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160820C
------------=20

Was the wishful=20
of being found=20
before being gone
that made for=20
the matter of looking
for being=20
and looked for=20
in particular ways.=20

Excellent plans=20
of impossible places=20
mapped any dot=20
marking wilderness=20
with vision quests
in severe of among=20
the cruel faced=20
of dream thwart.

Round the circles
gone never meet=20
exclusion zones=20
built around feared=20
temporal dissonance=20
irradiate drizzle=20
made up=20
of falsified bliss.

Nothing is said=20
in the pass by=20
places of leaving=20
past lives=20
played out=20
into the empty
street side lands
of maybe ghosts.

Where are you=20
my unseen=20
in the unknown=20
of random=20
shuttered windows=20
and locked doors=20
stretch of wandered=20
out of mind. =20

Long distanced=20
eyes of watching=20
my riding the bones
of skeleton horses=20
into a fool's gold=20
laugh of sunset=20
chasing the as if=20
of meanings.
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180820A
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Coffee creamed
bullet of Scotch=20
for the mixed in=20
lashed to the wheels=20
of Purgatory=20
fractured sentence
beings bulk hauled =20
into the ignorant=20
long nights.=20

Crowded tables=20
of craving soul
turned to all about=20
you don't say=20
anything really=20
so no one gets=20
found out=20
as to not kept=20
in immaculate place=20

Waited somewhere=20
rough chanced out
side margins
of a show up=20
false sensed maybe=20
gets better than=20
make out mistakes
at ordinary having
only the usual.=20

Those were=20
some would=20
have been good=20
times of gone=20
into a might be
of some being=20
something better
than only run=20
toward  never.=20
 =20
Don't know names=20
among sound drown=20
seas of faces=20
in cities of private=20
screen danced=20
moments played=20
out on a million=20
paper thin layered=20
window shades.=20

Always the shadows=20
of the someone else=20
at cross over islands=20
chased lights strain
glass reflect=20
the passing through=20
turned liquid=20
and all flows in=20
to blur away.=20

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There are bits of Toronto, and other fragments of gone time and place in th=
ere somewhere. Don't try to find them, but they might find you. So some say=
, but they can be as wrong as anything else. Finding and found are sometime=
s nothing more than the same empty space.