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Pocahontas

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Ha!! Me, too…

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Poof* Take MY water

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Paris in the rain

a woman’s life

is too tenuous

delicate

billowy

spider web

close call on I-75

in preterm labor

on the way to the

Paris airport

in the rain

fragile

beautiful

precious

sacrosanct

finite

for bad friends

bad family

bad coffee

bad shoes

bad mattresses

bad jobs

bad husbands

bad debt

and bad dick

learn this by 30 for maximum

enjoyment

future

female

conquerors

of a dying planet

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aphonic

you’re a thousand poems

I’ll never write

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Liturgy of the Hours

every night you were away

i sought you out

through blackberry bramble ether

from weeping constellations above dixmyth avenue

to jessamine county barns filled with horse hay

perpetually wrapping blue ribbon around my finger

whispering vespers

my plea to the particles of the universe

to hold you together

to bring you back from oblivion

as you had done for me

you are my chosen family

inextricably part

of my thunderous heart

to which you will always hold the latchkey

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Vinnie Pupparino as a Sicilian peasant woman…





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i will burn your fucking bonsai trees

he could not hide

his twisted psychology

behind his volunteering

his social networking

his name dropping

his poorly translated

banal Japanese poetry

his social work

and his damned bonsai trees

that he was a control freak

with a volatile temper

and a duplicitous nature

that he is the man in the bar rubbing his

chino covered cock on your thigh

condescending

manipulative

overly solicitous and hell bent

on getting his penis

into your vagina

anyone’s vagina

perceiving female poets

as emotionally compromised

easy targets

and if his unfortunate victim muse

was able to see his monstrous nature

through his kabuki mask

she was condemned by him publicly

as a crazy woman

of course

 

 

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old Mephistopheles damned sure could play the fiddle

Mephistopheles with sheet music

.

every word tumbled off

his biforcated tongue

was exaggeration

diminished reason

justification

grand delusion

half truths

folded gently

into lies

melted pretty please

bullshit buttered

sweet peas

conspiracy theories

baked into

blackbird pie

melodic compositions

leaving a dense fog

of fetid floating

musical notes

breath

Faustian

devil in the details

leading his trusting musician

to snap

an unwilling head

in revulsion

when the truth emerged bloody

before burning eyes

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the dance of the seven veils

Salome with headold lovers hell bent

would have us dress in mourning clothes

.

for them

our dead love

they will never accept

our rejection of black

.

it is an abyss

a futile endeavor

tulip bulbs planted in drying cement

unable to blossom

.

no, no

we must never yield to this

.

as it is my nature

to move forward

grow toward the sunlight

moving my body

.

swaying salome

.

swooning to the music

.

the beauty of life in every note

whilst performing

.

the dance of the seven veils