Kevin Patrick Poems

Toast tyranny a wager at the checkmark in the box
With cryola ideology simpatico to your thoughts
Compromise your belief with a representative of choice
In a year they'll impeach a bipartisan platform
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A news paper cried
Helvetica Serifs Leaking runny ink blots
across the front banner
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Silence spans the canyons gulf
Between our hearts born disconcert
The hours conjugate the minutes
As reticence grovels our reproaches
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There are many things that I regret

Like
Blowing my nose
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Sharon tells me she's thrilled
when she sees her skins peeled
From the scrapes of Tommy's fist
bruised from docking with her lip
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It's the one thing I can't rehearse
The final act where I have no lines
Or watch the audience in the isles
Complain of my performance in the role
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It's flimsy and clumsy
and epileptically sturdy
Lacking circuit transistors
With 20 inch motors
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Faith without reason is blind
The blind constitute zealotry
Zealots lack the basis of reason
Thus their faith lacks Gods conciliation
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Against daily tides of the worlds pitiless faces
Which tribal afflictions divide brothers to strangers
The most affectionate loves are from those bundles of furs
Which reverberate sweet melodies through their whiskers and purrs
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