Alexandre Nodopaka Poems

Hey, please don't put
any hair in my coke

except Lolita's of course
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or (a recipe poem)

1 can of best Moroccan sardines
1 can of best white tuna-albacore Japan
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The rare times I eat steak
a piece of meat wedged between
two of my already sparse teeth.
It must've happened a few days ago
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I ascend from my throne
take off my tiara
shed all my clothes
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O Lord how stunning to see your name
emblazoned in print nearly 3 decades
after your passing.
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Now what's the matter with the West?
You had your latest share
of target-practice in Afghanistan.
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Reflecting on last night's event
from where I was it looked awesome
to the naked eye and when enhanced
with a pair of binoculars
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He accumulates them in all sizes and shapes.
They line any available flat surfaces of his home.
One is constrained to meander between the tables
and étagères at the risk of displacing a hip.
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I never met you but there's no need to build
a wall between us. OK, I'm Ukrainian and you
American and that means Trump the Turd
may want to also build a wall between us.
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Slowly I put my lips to her and darted
my tongue against hers. I wanted her flavor
on my lips before I could ingest her.
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