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  1. Thread: Insomnia

    by Wilyem Clark
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    Insomnia

    What is wrong with me?
    Why can't I sleep?
    The hours plod along like prisoners
    Chain-ganging out to oil the gears
    Of time as it silently click-ratchets onward.
    Without its magic, star-dusted...
  2. Thread: Scofflaw

    by Wilyem Clark
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    Scofflaw

    "Wait-wait-wait!"
    These talking crosswalks prate,
    But I'm impatient standing here on hold;
    Shall I risk it? Shall I be bold
    And step into the lane too soon?
    A video eye may catch me passing...
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    No More Counting

    I could go on in this vain vein forever,
    But talk does not alter defective manners,
    The fundamentals that drive us apart.
    The numbers game is hardly a game,
    For neither side wins; perpetual draws...
  4. Thread: Curses

    by Wilyem Clark
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    Curses

    May you eat mac & cheese without any cheese.
    May you bug your kids till they drink hemlock.
    May your days at the beach be rainy and cold.
    May your nose turn as green as a shamrock.
    May your...
  5. Thread: Zac

    by Wilyem Clark
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    Zac

    Poor little plastic celebrity,
    Little action figure, little Hollywood doll,
    Told by his agent to run down to Rio,
    To make a splash on the morning news.
    Photo ops abound!
    Pretend you're having a...
  6. Thread: Untitled

    by Wilyem Clark
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    Most of my poems are hastily conceived and...

    Most of my poems are hastily conceived and hastily executed, with the usual risks of that technique. Wouldn't have it any other way!
  7. Thread: Untitled

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    Untitled

    Through open windows I pretend
    That rain asperses me, end to end.
    Delayed for days, the stormclouds crackle,
    Empty the fonts of their tabernacle;
    Liquid jewels now race, now dally,
    Pelt the...
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    The Sixth Fish

    Your blurb (the essence of your being,
    Is it not?)
    Said Friendship was your principal aim;
    [Applause! Applause!]
    And when we met,
    And tipped our glasses,
    A century of minutes passed
    With...
  9. Thread: Untitled

    by Wilyem Clark
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    Untitled

    The deepest mystery to me
    Is how these men of letters
    Achieve their goals, collect their medals,
    As if predestined to be best-peddlers,
    Prophets of the top ten lists,
    Our age's chosen vital...
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    My Not-Quite Double

    He crosses my path
    Like a sooty-furred cat
    Wherever I go—
    My imperfect clone.
    He's the model of what
    I might have become
    Had my mother stinted
    On oxygen
    While I twitched in her womb.
    My...
  11. Thread: The Itch

    by Wilyem Clark
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    The Itch

    The itch is pervasive and pernicious;
    It radiates outward continually
    From my innermost inner infected soul.
    It flash-refreshes like a strobe,
    And drives me to extreme distraction.
    Abrasive...
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    I Can't Be Reached

    I couldn't be reached
    Any night last week;
    I was out chasing numbers
    For my own Drake Equation.
    First, choose a baseline:
    Say three hundred million;
    Divide it in half,
    Extract a generous ten...
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    Extreme Measure

    When a third of a nation
    Lacks a lick of sense;
    When these "angry aggies"
    Rise and rage without motive
    But the buoyant force
    Of their copious bile;
    When truth loses debates,
    And unreason...
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    Music Suppressed

    O you fortunate writers who came before me,
    Who, by binding words with ink to fiber,
    Rooted your works in reality.
    Our Digital Age preserves many trees,
    But in doing so, wrecks posterity's cache,...
  15. Thread: Untitled

    by Wilyem Clark
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    Untitled

    I gotta split—
    My pumpkin is coming
    To carry me home
    To await a call
    That'll never occur.
    So, drink up me hearties
    In the steamship bar!
    I'll buy you a mental
    Round or two;
    We're cruising...
  16. Thread: Heat

    by Wilyem Clark
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    Heat

    Everything burns in summertime:
    Loaves in artisanal ovens blacken,
    Skin on road repairmen blister,
    Engines fail, rails buckle,
    Transformers burst, poolsiders swelter;
    Tempers top the thermal...
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    I don't know about others, but yes, I do research...

    I don't know about others, but yes, I do research there regularly. I have tried to divest myself of all unnecessary elements in life; those include an automobile, a cell phone, and home Internet...
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    I suppose the quality of the clientele depends on...

    I suppose the quality of the clientele depends on the library!
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    At the Library

    I share the library's Internet Room
    With some local misfits, loners who
    Cannot work in silence—they gasp,
    They sing, or laugh, or babble,
    Or do all these things, and cause by their gabbling...
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    By the Numbers

    #1 — At the Java Shack

    A milky milquetoast, shy but amiable,
    He traveled by train (two lines!) to reach me,
    Only twenty minutes late.
    We spend an hour; he's semi-chummy:
    Veers away but then...
  21. Thread: Untitled

    by Wilyem Clark
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    Untitled

    That's you in the future, pal:
    Little old gent in lime green shorts
    Leaning slightly forward as he trots
    From bench to Metrobus bay.
    He's on some sort of meds and vocalizes
    Private thoughts;...
  22. Thread: Untitled

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    Untitled

    The iniquitous squirrels
    Dig up old acorns
    Uproot my herbs
    Tear apart my marigolds
    Strew sharp nutty shards
    Won't wear bibs while feasting
    Chatter-taunt me from boughs above.
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    Daft New World

    Young man, young woman,
    Prime of their lives,
    Sit side by side,
    Sealed off from the world.
    In another age, not long ago,
    They might sigh and smile
    And acknowledge in degrees
    The presence of...
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    As for STATELY's comments, I also am reminded of...

    As for STATELY's comments, I also am reminded of "Something Wicked This Way Comes," though this carousel does not have time-altering properties. (The ride does change with time, however...)
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    Thanks for the emphasis on structure; I don't see...

    Thanks for the emphasis on structure; I don't see the problem with lines 11 and 12, which I would intone this way:

    You'd let yourself FAINT if not for the PERil,
    centrifugal FORCE that would...
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