Barlot ... Poems
|41.||No Reason To Stay||6/15/2007|
|42.||Yeast Excrement Consumption Gone Bad||6/15/2007|
|44.||Til Death Did His Part||7/11/2007|
|46.||General Solitary Rants||7/30/2007|
|47.||Fifteen And Flying||8/7/2007|
|48.||Death To Genetics||8/29/2007|
|50.||Contams In This Batch||8/29/2007|
|51.||Until The End Of Twenty-Two||8/30/2007|
|52.||Dignified Death Rhyme||9/6/2007|
|53.||An Elegy For A Felony||1/24/2007|
|54.||Very Seldom Is It Just One||1/3/2007|
|55.||Learning To Walk||1/3/2007|
|56.||Sleeping On A Tablecloth||1/3/2007|
|57.||Charlotte's Web: A Rapture Tale||1/4/2007|
|58.||Still Blank With Words||3/6/2007|
|59.||Rabies In My Palm||5/17/2007|
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Rabies In My Palm
Ah the moonlit melodies
And cliche connections of words
It's murder to think in such fancy ink
But never to record...
So, I sailed all seven of the seas
And rolled my pants above my knees
If you please...I believe there's a term-
Pirate...(one day I'll learn) .
For now I am just wrinkling
The twinkling stars call my number
But the slumber of sleep keeps it's grasp on me.
The medication and swollen joints weigh down
The burden of gravity is unwillingly found.
Alas! One could only guess my words 'fore now
They all wonder how my eleventh finger ...
We are the species we read about
And the ones put here to change-
So who gives them the right to control our every move?
As if we have nothing good to do!
My audacity attracts attention
And apparently handcuffs to match.
What happened to so-called 'Freedom of Speech'?
Did they take that away from me...like my originality?
I need to breathe.