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Miraculous Bunkum

     Miraculous Bunkum The minds of pilgrims plod along because They lack the gifts required to see without A relic.  Hunkered there inside its gauze Of cloth of gold as if in holy pout, It waits for priests to open up its box Or gate, the reliquary encrusted with  ...

Fixative on White Watercolor

Fixative on White Watercolor Your hope is like a cloud—in a picture. While firmer than a cloud, your hope is bright And, yes, is fixed forever.  Your stricture Keeps hope in place.  A watercolor white Is painted on white paper—to make sure The cloud is white.  Your...

Armpit and Genital Hair on the Masculine Anima

Armpit and Genital Hair on the Masculine Anima Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem The armpit hair of spirits is too dark For women.  Females do not like to think Of it or get a glance of it as stark As...

The Month of Dying Beauty

  The Month of Dying Beauty The month of dying beauty made of leaves That bleed with scarlet, crimson, and the flash Of orange, hurtful yellows and bright sheaves Of golden, sickled hay revealed a gash. A wound in present time was opened by My finding of a cache of...

Righteous Believers Stop their Ears

Righteous Believers Stop their Ears When Stephen, dragged for stoning, knelt at last, The Middle Eastern mob predicted our Times.  Vicious truths lived, brutal, in the past And live outrageously.  Their hour Is near, unending in that hateful realm. This hatred...

There to Efface Himself in Ecstasy

There to Efface Himself in Ecstasy Religious? There to efface himself in Ecstasy he flailed about.  Yes, he tried Cocaine at first and, lolling in that sin, He won election victory as he fried His brain that way.  Of course he used plain Ole dope as well but somehow...