Mikel Calcagno

Rookie (12-27-87 TO 8-28-06 / COOTER TOWNSEND...HAHAHAHAHAHA)

Mikel Calcagno Poems

1. Randomness 8/11/2006
2. Intrigue Yourself With Something Metaphoric 8/11/2006
3. Redefine 8/11/2006
4. Clutching Firm To Schematics 8/11/2006
5. Once Upon A Poetic Thought 8/11/2006
6. Vulgar Disclosure 8/17/2006
7. The Necessity Of Our Existence 10/9/2006
8. Monday Angel (Pt.2) 12/11/2006
9. Bri (2) 1/27/2007
10. Memory 1/31/2007
11. Ephemeral Reciprocity 1/31/2007
12. Words Strewn On Black Clouds 1/31/2007
13. What The World Can'T See...Is Our Hearts Crying 1/31/2007
14. Coma Headache Like-Thing 4/16/2007
15. I Am My Father's Son, Guaranteed A Heart That Leaves Me Nothing! ! ! ! ! ! ! 4/16/2007
16. When This Sunrise Is Merely A Memeory Of Nothing 6/28/2007
17. The Human Abstract 9/13/2007
18. Beautiful Liar 9/13/2007
19. 9/11 Untitled 9/16/2007
20. From The Mind Through The Fingertips 11/25/2007
21. The Ability To Laugh At The Medicority Of Weakness 12/19/2007
22. For A Mutual Friend 8/2/2006
23. The Productive Thought Of Boredness 8/11/2006
24. Anger...A Morbid Imperfection 8/11/2006
25. Stupidity Is A Talent For Misconception 8/24/2006
26. Creatively Metaphorical 10/9/2006
27. Inside 10/27/2006
28. Silence 3/29/2007
29. To Lose You Is To Never Love Again 5/22/2007
30. The Threat Of Though 5/22/2007
31. Slowly Falling Awake 9/16/2007
32. Between Decadence And Fidelity... 2/8/2008
33. Gained The World But Have Nothing 7/30/2006
34. Paper Jesus 8/11/2006
35. Angel Calloused Beyond Repair 8/30/2006
36. Black Rain 8/25/2006
37. To Bear A Burden Without False Integrity 2/2/2008
38. Advant Garde Ruptured 10/9/2006
39. I'M Sorry... 8/25/2006
40. 00.I'M Funny When It Comes To Anal Probing And Being Abducted By Zetas 8/25/2006

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Best Poem of Mikel Calcagno

9-15-06

Seething I breathe a subtle purpose
Anger rising scratching the surface
Bleeding I convey the chains I've wrapped around my veins
Pushed as I fall, I'm inclined to hate

I never wanted this to be me
I simply wanted to someone to see me for who I am...

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Paper Jesus

Gained the world but have nothing
Noticed but not known
Your god spared a quality of himself
In an aloe plant for the cut on your hand that bent backwards
Questions you'll ask, you'll scream
Rupturely spoken for no reason

Singled out your 'honesty'
Succumbed to a mode of pressure

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