Poems: 040921 - September 4th, 2021

[Robert Morpheal]

310821A

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Scant remains 

pertaining to anyone 

hints impossible 

once it seemed 

entirely the possible.

The heart 

isn't in it 

making it clockwork

hated obsessions 

with tick tock time. 

One or the other

species of betrayals

made all too clear 

far too late 

to step aside. 

Get the low down

run down 

been run over 

and declared guilty 

for have a feeling. 

Anything can 

and usually does

end at gone

in a heartbeat 

never coming back. 

What stuck to you

isn't what you want

but can't get any 

to come off 

from what goes on. 

Been thrown 

down into it 

where you can't 

really get out 

from being under. 

Ground level 

to falling fast 

past the cut off 

lines of attrition

then dream on. 

False circulations 

fake connections 

everything consumed 

everything denied

made lonelier. 

Ante up social 

brought no wins 

and miss the gone 

left not a hope

for what wasn't. 

Been that way 

best of worse

worst of best 

there is a down

but no real up. 

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310821B

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Someone's spice box 

turns out common

chemistry experiments 

in the grunge 

back roomer 

districts long sketch

knowing expired token 

redemptions of nothing.

Scorched earth

grit screams

neural brakes grip

monkey minds

drag limbs 

scrape the gone off

from tied shine 

rust rails.

No one travels 

this way anymore 

piled black bags 

street side luggage

says leaving 

for some other 

similar condition 

of don't know. 

Places imagined 

might have been 

fate's parallel lines 

long torn down  

folded up reasons

turned full spreads 

forever crowd 

of the not living. 

Death rattle 

loose machines 

misery serenades

lost causes 

luckless gravel 

throat stones 

drop scatter  

the once rock solid.  

A rock candy

shatter total 

break up 

sticky lick it

sugar drop crack 

black booted 

metal stud

and chain gang. 

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010921A

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It all came 

the saddest way

space kept 

as near to sacred 

as emptiness 

being defiled 

with ordinary 

sorted objections.

Objects arranged

to be broken 

target hits 

scored between 

caved in eyes

kills thought

in an old war 

of again, again. 

No one asked

about wishes

reasoned sway

grants of any

actual being 

permitted vicinity

at any gate

never opens. 

Fences mended 

topped countless 

razor wire cuts

blink eyes swarm

shock watch

the new lands

defining boundaries

and exiles.

Difficult imagine

we once dreamt 

reading about

to each other 

before dreaming 

became silenced 

no longer listed

permitted subjects. 

Any cat alley 

gets the tongue 

scraps of chorus 

scarred up 

freedom cuts

tooth and claw 

to every saying

gone misunderstood. 

 

Cryptic warnings

hit and run 

scrawled hasty

stray walls

unheeded loner

crash came long

down sky organ

stretched pipes. 

Plays heaven 

hidden speakers 

tell tale secret 

catchy billboards 

paste up tuned

enlightenment

trying to tell you

which no way. 

Wind scalds 

expanded void 

littered blank

looking attitudes 

trading nothings 

with wired 

giving thanks 

for suggestion. 

Public outbursts

feign conscious 

chatter blocked 

corner sits 

looking pass time 

not to remember

any moment 

getting hit. 

Take the doughnut 

holes and go 

doing whatever 

was intended

with the emptiness 

won't hold in

anything filling. 

Trying to avoid

old faces 

wanting talk

out of any

get away 

plans and any 

you could want  

things happening. 

Spend what's left

and call it 

“a lifetime”

gambling small 

timed out stakes  

never winning

and never know 

the right games. 

Seemed more

than love within

and hate outside 

boils black burst

mind brim boils

topped soup

burner glow 

sounds hot lies.  

That was illusion

this is today 

being no different

as to parts 

ending crushed 

at take away

regions of empty

threatens it all. 

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030921A

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Was looking for a truce 

a final armistice 

a negotiated deal 

but it is never that way

and the war goes on.

My outpost here 

past every lands end

a failing watch tower

of nothing but solitaire

among the amusements. 

Did not want to fight you

and wanted to get out 

from under common lies

leaving ordinary cheats 

prodding deceptions.

Have no more idea 

what interests you 

knowing nothing 

that interests me 

ever interests you. 

Tried a bit of everything

then tried a little more 

it does not matter

cause you put blame

on any such source. 

If it was someone else

it might have been 

seen as something 

somewhat and interesting 

somewhat and beautiful. 

Whatever it is 

I know you won't 

ever really enjoy it 

once you know

it comes from me. 

Belief is a crock 

some still fall into

seeking reward points 

hoping for prizes 

at secret prize draws. 

Once had dreams 

but none of them mine

due to requirements 

for having someone

from the other side. 

Nothing comes through

those downed lines 

the operator  

a skeleton figure

turns key to no door. 

It turns numb 

lost touch 

worn out feelings 

that must be kept 

safe to yourself. 

The only ones 

say anything 

always the same

no need to hear from

being their target. 

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030921B

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Gone to those places

seemed calling 

and on the return 

counted up the loss. 

I feel I lost you 

without a chance

to really know who

and what you are. 

Completely bored 

with whatever it was 

I had conjured up 

in any of my mirrors. 

It was not my choice

to exist that way 

giving the pain of it

as offerings of thanks. 

An ugly magic

at its very best 

made into a wall 

I could never smash. 

Getting through 

the somehow category

deemed fit for use

but nothing else. 

They have shattered

anything I wanted to be 

into reflecting shards

having no real meaning. 

Edges of everything 

always razor sharp 

so all that it becomes

is the cuts they make. 

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030921C

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Someone keeps saying

savings account 

is too small, too small 

and it is never enough 

to really add up 

to ever being saved. 

You won't be saved 

they keep threatening 

debasing cash out values

to what you can get

after made worthless

in today's markets.

You are still too little

to buy your way in 

to buy your way out 

but you will never grow

having been stunted

in development. 

Development office

of technological change

slowly gnaws away 

everything you had 

accumulated within you. 

The formula changed

to something toxic 

until you choked on it 

starved to unable

any further continuity 

with the program.

It all costs money 

that you never had 

and every time 

they always hurt you 

while you struggled 

with costs gone up. 

Change your plans 

to something different

but you were used up 

to every last option 

you ever thought 

you were able to suffer. 

Happiness is a dream

that you wait for 

getting scheduled

to your personal network

so you can all watch 

what you are missing. 

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030921D

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Nothing to show

and nothing to tell. 

Keep it in a vault

buried in yourself. 

Put it all down 

out of a cruel light. 

More private reasons

for a secret cry. 

You won't really hear 

anything from me. 

You never listened 

to anything I said. 

The dead silence 

is deafening me. 

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030921E

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You could fall for someone

stroking your famished ego

being a make believe lover

You could believe that lover

being the one that is different

if that really satisfies you.

You could find that one person 

who does not really matter

from among everyone else. 

Believing that is your prize

catch award for effort

though it isn't anything. 

You will surely hate me 

for not ever falling 

for the same old trick. 

I know it isn't really love 

and you cannot call it service 

but only another raw deal. 

I made something for you

then I gave it to you 

but you never even looked.

You were anyone 

and you were no one to me

but I made it very special. 

Now it isn't anyone special

who is hurting me that much

but it is only the many. 

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