Carl A.I.

Rookie (08/11/1980 / Los Angeles, California)

Carl A.I. Poems

1. Maren 4/19/2004
2. Poem #6 4/19/2004
3. Questions 4/19/2004
4. Poem #42 4/19/2004
5. Poem #95 4/19/2004
6. Poem #457 4/19/2004
7. Poem #7 4/19/2004
8. Poem #8 4/19/2004
9. To Paul 4/19/2004
10. War 4/19/2004
11. Cramps 4/19/2004
12. Time 4/28/2004
13. Trivia Questions 4/28/2004
14. Poem #3 4/19/2004
15. My Day 4/19/2004
16. Sw1 3/9/2005
17. The Trip With Ashlie And Jason 5/4/2004
18. Poem #2 4/19/2004
19. Skeleton Hands 4/19/2004
20. Reflections 4/20/2004
21. Poet's Poem 4/19/2004
22. Marleigh 7/21/2005
23. The Slide 7/21/2005
24. Brittany's City 7/21/2005
25. The Muse 3/9/2005
26. Two Days. Two Days Later Is The Sabbath. 3/13/2005
27. Man 4/19/2004
28. Walking Through The Cemetary On Heroin.... 5/4/2004
29. Utopia 4/19/2004
30. God Bless Our Troops 4/19/2004
31. Bukowski's Wine 4/19/2004
32. Death At Dinnertime 4/19/2004
33. Misunderstanding 4/19/2004
34. A New Beginning. 4/19/2004
35. New Beginnings 4/28/2004
36. Baseball 4/28/2004
Best Poem of Carl A.I.

Baseball

Your diaphanous neglige, wrinkled, wadded in your purse
like your intentions.
My sycophantish responses kept latent as well.
We both know what we want but won't bring it to light
for fear of the moths of destruction
that might flutter about it.
Yet we still stick together like the needle
that intravenously delivers life to the junkie.
Simeltaneously we become bruised
like track marks.

To want a love you don't dare to vocalize.
The reciprication of these feelings.
They flutter inside our hearts like the butterfly
but also cut deep as if the wings were ...

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Sw1

We've all been black, We all been
white. We've all been to hell and back and
know how to fight.
I'm in this deep, I excavate triple layers. I eliminate war vets
with little rhyme sprayers. To wake up early is to search for
pearls in the deserts but to expand four wings that are not fully feathered. I'm not teathered like blue balls but I deconstruct cat calls and stand you upon rocky mountain pinnacles. I win and then fall. I've lost. Given up heads. I haven't been blessed. I've

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