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Vanilla Vermont

                  Vanilla Vermont I think the man I loved for many years, A druggie, lost in needles and cocaine, The man who caused so many useless tears, That man called Chuck, would find it quite inane That I am drinking coffee, milky stuff With lots of sweeteners...

Iseut of the White Hands Slick

         Iseut of the White Hands Slick She moves her white hands down to find his dark Disgustingness, exactly what her need Is in this darker moment.  Long, and stark, And thick it promises disgusting seed If she is brave and desperate enough To take it everywhere...

God’s Hard Bolt

                      God’s Hard Bolt Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse  modern poem  contemporary poem Since Charles has crossed the mountain, now he will Not see the cherry blossoms in the spring. He took me to the Mall but now the...

The One is Always First: Einstein’s Theory of Time

   The One is Always First:   Einstein’s Theory of Time Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The man who once was seen and now cannot Be seen is one.  He never will be seen Again and yet he still is there. ...

Cleaving on an Island

         Cleaving on an Island Modern poetry  modern verse  contemporary poetry  contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The house on Merritt Island stood alone On sand.  No doubt the sand had sandspurs set Among the weeds.  Like a ramshackle throne It ruled...

Loose Needlework

         Loose Needlework The sage walks round in circles. Blessings burn. The blessings burn farewell.  They burn the facts. They never matter.  They are there to turn To incense all your scarred up faithless acts Against your wife, and son, and Jesus, too, Those...