Circuit Poems - Poems about Circuit

There is a moon stuck inside the stoplight A still unblinking gaze controlling blood tides Circulatory system like New York City in the seventies The thrashing of my tire fire heart led To the tribute of an overzealous blood tithe With the buzzing of the latch relay circuit Night and day, the cosmic light switch clicks Itself into place, there is no...

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In my feelings I’m fillings In my splitting placement settings Intentional pig intestines I LAMB COVING MY LINKAGE My beef is forced anger So goose my way through life passages go figure I goat what I eat what I ate aspirate danger My by product waste excrement, temperament Cleanse out covered wrinkle tribe Neither lamb fry nor black pot In my feelings...

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I'm sitting here with short circuit thoughts. In a lousy dilemma, I don't know what to do. I had a thousand watts dreams for this love affair. But it all came crashing down due to the fact that it was a microwave type of love. We didn't let it take time to bake or simmer in a crockpot. Now it's over, faster...

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The current whizzes around the wire. If there's no resistor, there will be fire....

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Burning flame, lost tears, don’t expect any compassion for your soul here. Burning flame, dark skies, don’t expect a sympathetic soul to hear your cries. Life burning, sorrowful screams. Let them die alone on hospital beds as they don’t matter, blame it on their weak genes. Silent nights, they can’t breathe! Your life does not matter to this...

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rain drops replenish comatose cascade hastens potent ocean serves © Harry J Horsman 2018...

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After a long week it is Friday, and that means it’s time to go to a corral twenty minutes off, the weekly circuit rodeo. Get there early ’cause they always have a barbeque before it starts, also basic line-dancing lessons for ladies and their sweet-hearts. Drifting through the nearby western store while things are getting ready, buy a new belt with an eagle print, it’s both...

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Stop watch timed out...

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my feelers feel a moldy cheese wheel to the dented and bitten side, slapping pushing, thumbing down, break a chunk and bring close to my eyes to take a look. there are my brothers, they look hither and see my eight thousand eyes gazing upon squirming fatness in the festering fuzzy fungus sauce. not...

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The nest of wires so loosely tethered at the base of control suffers from rigidity while hard-linked to each portal of infinity until cracks snake the foundation like menacing grins, all mirthlessly mouthing infallible truth behind certain fallibility: every age rises before diminishing to bury discovery as treasure precious within the driving will of all forms sentient....

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As rushes meet the newborn sky and dew damp moments briefly lie upon a sleeping kingdom drawn from quiet visions yet unquelled and shaken dry by breaths of dawn. Serenity too quick dispelled where silence just before had dwelled. A tightly lidded dreamer clings as noontide beats the drum of day and substance clips Utopian wings. In heat of warring battle-rays all fragile crowns meet...

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The Circuit Preacher came to town, and the word of God he preached, At the end of his sermon, our souls he did beseech. We all stood shuffling around, like calves stuck in the mire, We’d only come to see the foreman’s sisters, who were singing in the choir. What happened next...

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