tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31824121015800165872024-03-05T17:14:01.818-08:00poetasterixtanix"Poets, priests and politicians..." I fancy myself one, I almost became one, and hope never to enter the field of evil schemes and broken dreams...So I will stick to the first entry in the quote.
It could be good, middling or brilliant. You be the judge; I will have the last say.paul taneohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17284512794059284852noreply@blogger.comBlogger100125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182412101580016587.post-79428081927364686192017-11-15T10:47:00.000-08:002017-11-15T10:47:44.262-08:00Cyclops and the Mermaid<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;">
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Cyclops’ eye
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">once green
but too much envy <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">of the
two-eyed changed the color to rust.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">He once
caught a mermaid<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">in his net
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">bruising her
hands stuck in the rope.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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instantly turned into legs <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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rarely-used limbs <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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stumble in the sand as she ran.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">he would eat
her raw without vinegar or salt.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">She thought
he looked almost handsome <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">when he smiled.</span><o:p></o:p></div>
paul taneohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17284512794059284852noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182412101580016587.post-74725839580133336782016-03-21T13:22:00.000-07:002016-04-10T13:35:49.776-07:00False Hope and Falling Stars<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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My thoughts turn to you as they often do,<br />
constantly pushing the door to pain and regret.<br />
You always leave the key under the doormat<br />
but nothing is ever closed, because we are meant<br />
for each other, love and heartache.<br />
False hope is worse than fool's gold.<br />
One is better off running to catch falling stars.paul taneohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17284512794059284852noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182412101580016587.post-3139034852224204782016-03-20T11:13:00.000-07:002016-03-20T11:13:32.898-07:00Sun Singe <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Walking on the surface of the sun singes sin off bare feet, harried lust<br />
For life past the milestone of relations and dust and gun blasts <br />
On the mountaintop where the music of joy ends at the fall of light<br />
Relit at dawn when silence is king dethroned at the first sound of sighs<br />
Moaning for an absent lover whose wickedness knows no bounds<br />
Beyond seas he must know each detail as if betrayal wasn’t enough<br />
To shame the hidden touch of silk on denim<br />
Walk fast past stares and desires whispering sweat an afterthought<br />
Of tomorrow’s promise of rendezvous under rain and spit on dried lips<br />
I-love-yous shooting sparks on excited electrons see you thank youpaul taneohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17284512794059284852noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182412101580016587.post-545727313648461992016-03-19T23:34:00.000-07:002016-03-20T10:46:26.186-07:00Shattered <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Shut out,
shattered<o:p></o:p></div>
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Indifference
is a slap, a punch, a kick<o:p></o:p></div>
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Repeated, it
feels like a mugging<o:p></o:p></div>
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It’s pain
all its own<o:p></o:p></div>
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Feeling
unwanted, unloved is death<o:p></o:p></div>
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Where the
heart beats<o:p></o:p></div>
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but is
unfeeling<o:p></o:p></div>
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The soul
tries to soar,<o:p></o:p></div>
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falls each
time<o:p></o:p></div>
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To be told
you are loved<o:p></o:p></div>
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Talk to you
soon<o:p></o:p></div>
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Then silence
as deafening <o:p></o:p></div>
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as a
graveyard afternoon<o:p></o:p></div>
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Better off
dead with the dead<o:p></o:p></div>
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Nothing for
nothing<o:p></o:p></div>
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Guilt and
shame hid but seen, felt<o:p></o:p></div>
like love
deceased, useless<br />
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paul taneohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17284512794059284852noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182412101580016587.post-83150238755178012752016-03-19T23:17:00.000-07:002016-03-21T13:32:10.586-07:00* & #<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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*Hi, Em! How
are you doing?<o:p></o:p></div>
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#Stuff it,
Git. Don’t even pretend you are interested in my life or in me.<o:p></o:p></div>
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*I miss you.<o:p></o:p></div>
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#Sure you
do. Where were you all those years when I needed you? Who did you shack up
with? How many? Did you get what you wanted, Git? Oh, sorry. You’ve never
content. You have to have more and more.<o:p></o:p></div>
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*You’re
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#You’re
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*You haven’t
changed.<o:p></o:p></div>
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#You got
change for a hundred?<o:p></o:p></div>
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*I only have
dollar bills. Just got off the plane from O’Hare.<o:p></o:p></div>
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#Are you
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*Only for
two weeks. Mayk wants me back in Beygas as soon as possible.<o:p></o:p></div>
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#So stay for
just two days. Two hours. Heh!<o:p></o:p></div>
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*You’re
still sarcastic.<o:p></o:p></div>
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#And still
sexy. So, you married that dumb fat negro?<o:p></o:p></div>
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*Don’t
insult him. He’s black.<o:p></o:p></div>
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#That’s what
I said. Negro. Spanish for black. The word is not insulting. I use it the same
way the United Negro College Fund uses it. <o:p></o:p></div>
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*You know
the reason why I married him.<o:p></o:p></div>
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#Besides the
fact that your other old American lover, the white one, refused to marry you?
Yeah, yeah. For “practical” reasons. For that all-important green card – ATM to
the heavenly banks of the land of the milked and honeydewed.<o:p></o:p></div>
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*He helped
me!<o:p></o:p></div>
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#And he
helped himself to you. You paid him in cash and in kind. Looks like he’s still
helping himself to your kindness. So what happened to the rich old white man
you bragged about? The one you gave yourself to mere hours (or was it minutes?)
after meeting him for the first time in your life on your very first day in
America?<o:p></o:p></div>
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*I left him.<o:p></o:p></div>
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#He dumped
you.<o:p></o:p></div>
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*Yes.<o:p></o:p></div>
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#After what?
After two months of having you as his live-in maid, cook, laundry woman and sex
doll?<o:p></o:p></div>
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*Stop it!<o:p></o:p></div>
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#You did but
not soon enough.<o:p></o:p></div>
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*Don’t rub
it in.<o:p></o:p></div>
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#You did
more than rub.<o:p></o:p></div>
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*He
exploited me.<o:p></o:p></div>
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#You let
him. You encouraged him to do so by showing yourself to be a slut at first
sight. You threw yourself at him. You were too easy. Too obvious. He saw dollar
signs in your eyes. He probably also heard the cash register ring in your heart
… or somewhere much lower. <o:p></o:p></div>
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*He refused
to marry me. He said it wouldn’t work because I have too much baggage.<o:p></o:p></div>
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#He means
you have too many children; children he doesn’t want to spend for.<o:p></o:p></div>
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*He’s very
frugal. <o:p></o:p></div>
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#Just say
stingy. It’s more appropriate. Fuck political correctness. <o:p></o:p></div>
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*He made me
feel nothing but ordinary. He took me out on a date a few times for pizza and
fish and chips. As you say … stingy.<o:p></o:p></div>
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#So you left
him slash he dumped you and you promptly got yourself another bald senior
citizen who’s got much less money but fatter. Much darker too. You went from
white to black. Do you plan to try out all colors in the spectrum?<o:p></o:p></div>
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*You’re a
racist!<o:p></o:p></div>
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#I’m not
color-blind. You had black before when you took in as a lover, seducing your
ugly subliterate laborer almost half your age. You’ve had much younger, now
you’re going for much older. <o:p></o:p></div>
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*You make me
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#So stop
acting like one! You know how much I love you. I’ve never loved like this
before. I love you unconditionally. I get mean because you’ve hurt me deeply
with your lies and betrayals. You told me you love me and that I will always be
the one you will come home to; that you were going to America to find work not
find a husband. You did not waste time breaking that promise once you got off
the plane in Sea Atoll. You never intended to make good on your promise. You
lied. Was there anything you promised me that’s true?<o:p></o:p></div>
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*I do love
you. I came back to you.<o:p></o:p></div>
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#You came
back to your children. And you are going back to your black husband. Like
always, I’m at best a stopover for you, someone to run to for comfort when
someone else you choose rejects you. We are not meant for each other, Git. We
never were. Even if we genuinely love one another, decisions and circumstances
have conspired against us. There is no us. There’s only your need to get ahead
in life. You don’t need me for that.<o:p></o:p></div>
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*I need you
in my life, Em.<o:p></o:p></div>
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#Stop lying
and just go away while the going is good. Bye.<br />
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paul taneohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17284512794059284852noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182412101580016587.post-33810597508316807102016-03-06T23:36:00.000-08:002016-03-21T18:48:27.723-07:00A F___ing Fable, a Freaking Fairy Tale (Rated R)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />
Once upon a time ... they lived together<br />
for a while, not ever after. Not even happily.<br />
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Guilty for your betrayal of a lover abandoned?<br />
Your immediate action after f___ing the rich<br />
old man at first sight did not suggest guilt.<br />
You were proud, eager to tell the whole world,<br />
posting on social media that you spent<br />
your first night in Nevereverlandmerica<br />
in the seaside castle-house<br />
of your geriatric boyfriend ... old King Cole<br />
not Nat petered out passion, sex by the numbers<br />
dial 911 for heart attack Viagra-powered<br />
stiff warnings.<br />
<br />
The rose in a glass case wilts.<br />
The beast's beauty fades.<br />
<br />
Whatever guilt there was<br />
was washed away in the shower<br />
flowing into the drainage system<br />
towards Puget Sound, the circle of fire.<br />
<br />
You are forgiven for your betrayal.<br />
The hurt remains.<br />
If you believe forgiveness<br />
erases pain; no, it doesn't.<br />
Neither does it mean<br />
vengeance is sought.<br />
The hurt is merely harboured.<br />
<br />
What happened to "he's a wonderful person ...<br />
decent ... the doctor, the colonel ... I discover things<br />
about him everyday that I like ... he gives me meaning<br />
and direction ... things I never had with you ...<br />
he's the man I most likely will marry ..."?<br />
<br />
Yes, what happened to all that gold?<br />
Did it turn out to be the fool's kind? If diamonds<br />
are a girl's best friend (damn the dog),<br />
did those stones turn into a lump of coal?<br />
<br />
Maybe that's what happens when you rush into it,<br />
going for the dough, bartering body and soul<br />
for the prospect of wealth in a cold-blooded grab<br />
for moolah in a calculated get-rich-quick scheme.<br />
<br />
The universe is always watching.<br />
Karma is real. It's the law of negative compensation.<br />
It haunts you now, your teacher's stern gaze<br />
and accusation: "You are immoral."<br />
<br />
In fairy tales without happy endings, the gifted lose<br />
their power when they get greedy.<br />
<br />
The Endrend.<br />
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Finis penis.paul taneohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17284512794059284852noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182412101580016587.post-2710865554257851912015-10-28T22:27:00.000-07:002016-01-13T08:23:41.806-08:00Soul Deserted<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;">It was the roots</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;">and the flowers</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;">It was the leaves</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;">and the branches</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;">Everything was considered</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;">proved wanting and wanted</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;">It was love</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;">It was hate</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;">It was joy</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;">It was late</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;">A quarter of a century's</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;">worth of waiting</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;">not knowing it was all</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;">that was needed</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;">The seasons don't matter</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;">We only knew sun and rain</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;">We were happiest</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;">when we had nothing</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;">Loving from a distance</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;">Cold at night</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;">Warm in the thought</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;">Summer when we talked</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;">Balmy beaches, cold drinks</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;">In hand, affection in the heart</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;">You departed</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;">I stayed</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;">You have learned bitterness</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;">Shouting out to everyone</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;">How you got manhandled,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;">mistreated and left out</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;">in the cold</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;">Licking your wounds</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;">in the desert</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;">Where the coyote howls</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;">your pain for you</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;">The rattlesnake hisses revenge</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Amaze, sans-serif;">The cactus survives eating sun and sand</span></div>
paul taneohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17284512794059284852noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182412101580016587.post-70900838351036633662015-10-09T02:29:00.000-07:002015-10-09T02:29:47.943-07:00Em Dash<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br /><br />Long-distance running<br />
is futile if all is needed<br />
is a dash<br />
Let 'em sprint when<br />
his spirit is willing<br />
He flies on wings white<br />
with the sun's smile<br />
darkened by moods<br />
that turn violent, sudden<br />
as thunderstorms<br />
from the east<br />
Soaring to heights<br />
never aspired for<br />
finding love in mid-range<br />
older than bald<br />
unsightlier than labor lost<br />
Yearn for return<br />
Strip soul soldiering<br />
faith let go in inches<br />
In a war where<br />
words get dirty down defeated<br />
The reappearance<br />
shall bring peace<br />
A return of fields pristine<br />
Golden, healthy, moving<br />
onward in a lope<br />
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paul taneohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17284512794059284852noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182412101580016587.post-86678441695607733322015-06-09T01:21:00.000-07:002015-06-09T01:21:33.105-07:00A Regret <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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A regret to never having seen you dance<br />
on feet un-ballerinalike, a behind Beyonce worthy<br />
Voice that half whispers, half flirts<br />
They all fall in love with you<br />
But you claim I'm your Ali, the greatest<br />
Your Hulk, the biggest, greenest,<br />
Dirtiest, meanest, most honest<br />
Love of all time<br />
Is a long time<br />
I believe you each time<br />
The fool that I am<br />
We haven't even lived<br />
One percent of one percent<br />
Of eternity and we fight<br />
Forever it seems now<br />
Missing you even though<br />
I know you're hating me<br />
This time for keeps it seems<br />
Goodbye is your favorite word<br />
It is unsheathed, a sword<br />
<br />paul taneohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17284512794059284852noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182412101580016587.post-55257506050480311672015-03-24T22:47:00.000-07:002015-03-24T22:47:08.121-07:00Henceforth & Hereafter<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<o:p><br /></o:p></div>
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It took the
earth shaking its head as if denying</div>
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The miraculous
discovery of love unfettered by ideals</div>
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Bound by
nothing but whispered suggestions </div>
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That this affection
is true</div>
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The primacy
of the world’s first dawning </div>
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Produced dew
on the greenest blade of grass</div>
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We are old
enough to realize, to submit to laws</div>
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We used to
mock, at best ignored </div>
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We are
tired, we are wiser</div>
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We are not
giving up </div>
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Just
sleeping off glory’s hangover </div>
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Every day
henceforth is hope and yearning conjoined
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See you in
the here and the hereafter</div>
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paul taneohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17284512794059284852noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182412101580016587.post-15690485644237711002015-02-09T21:11:00.000-08:002015-02-10T20:08:57.836-08:00On The Street Where I Live <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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On the
street where I live</div>
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Corner Rose
and Tulip</div>
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Love and
rejection intersect</div>
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The taking
and the purging</div>
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Adoration
and detestation</div>
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Religions of
the mad</div>
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Sanctifying
the sad</div>
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War and
devastation</div>
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Building
houses in the sky</div>
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They fall
and still you wonder why</div>
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Sand,
guardian of cerulean sea</div>
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Would have
been better</div>
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But for the
mountains of delusions</div>
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Offers of
company and currency</div>
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From across
the greatest ocean, vast divide</div>
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Growing
older in comfort and misery</div>
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For lost
love and prideful hurts</div>
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Casualties
of weird know no bounds</div>
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Atlas
shirked his titanic task</div>
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The gods
condemn mortal foibles</div>
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Forgetting
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I live on a
street</div>
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Where doves
hawk wares</div>
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Unaware of
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The world go
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Getting off is
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But, please,
do so</div>
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Get off on
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The gents
will soon have no dames</div>
The streets
will soon have no namespaul taneohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17284512794059284852noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182412101580016587.post-70593702512701888372015-02-02T21:15:00.000-08:002015-02-02T21:15:01.442-08:00Legerdemain<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<i> (Image from Feritrad.org)</i><br /><br />Love lost is the most exquisite pain.<br />
A crushed heart bleeds worse than the reddest rose.<br />
Tears are real but unbelieved.<br />
Words are mocked for being slave to sentences.<br />
Lies can pass for the truth as craft is refined.<br />
Promises linger for as long as they are heard.<br />
Lecture a loser and he wins.<br />
It's all sleight of hand.<br />
<br />paul taneohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17284512794059284852noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182412101580016587.post-11338794873427710462015-01-31T06:00:00.000-08:002015-01-31T06:00:21.108-08:0011-String Minstrel<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />
Under the rainbow umbrella to parry the sun<br />
He picks notes and strums accords<br />
For coins and stares<br />
Thoughts of food, shelter and meds<br />
Get lost in his music<br />
That is all his woman who sees everything thinks of<br />
The pound of mound<br />
The tinkling of metal striking can on ground<br />
Dry of dust and spit<br />
And blood on the run<br />
The banjo man's face is Castilian<br />
High cheekbones and thick eyebrows<br />
Eyes gray born that way<br />
He is the archetypal slave to love<br />
Fool in a swoon<br />
Swan wan in a pond<br />
Reflections ghost whispering in want<br />
Sighing in pain and sigbin rain<br />
Insulares insulated shielded from the elements<br />
But not from the exploitation of contemplation<br />
Cold deliberation and cruel absence<br />
The squonk cries into sorrow<br />
It sheds tears to melt itself into nothing<br />
The minstrel is swan and squonk<br />
A renegade monk<br />
This is not a love poem<br />
It is not even verse<br />
<br />paul taneohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17284512794059284852noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182412101580016587.post-43424058280960358822014-09-22T22:56:00.000-07:002015-02-02T21:17:47.502-08:00Fake Petals<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<i> (Image from Th05.deviantart.net)</i><br />
<br />
In the lay of the land<br />
the rose lies.<br />
Dead by its own hand<br />
the regretful cries.<br />
Slit its wrist<br />
red sap bled.<br />
Guilt is a cyst<br />
be on my head.<br />
Nothing is true<br />
sad card overplayed.<br />
Stop whining the blues<br />
you chose your bed.<br />
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paul taneohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17284512794059284852noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182412101580016587.post-90405187955903544142014-07-18T00:11:00.000-07:002014-07-18T00:25:52.562-07:00The End?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<i> </i><i>(Image from Us.123rf.com)</i><br />
Rain on skin<br />
Salt in the blood<br />
It doesn't get any better<br />
than this<br />
Ripping ties earthbound<br />
Seeking love in death<br />
What could be<br />
More romantic than <br />
The end?<br />
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<i> (Image from Thoughtfulspot.typepad.com)</i>paul taneohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17284512794059284852noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182412101580016587.post-69329740192818235982014-06-18T10:41:00.001-07:002014-06-18T10:41:15.746-07:00Water Jungle<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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An old friend greets me
on my way to where the sea
meets the past
Resplendent in brown and green
Even as a fisherman
lifts his outrigger
out of the water
Its yellow underbelly pregnant
with the promise of supper
I swim through the grass
among lions, zebras and blowfish
Float face up into the heavens
A plane cuts through the air
determined to land on an island
of reef I'd rather forget
If I had my way
I'd stay in the water forever
Let its warm-cold armless embrace
Keep me safe
and understood like no other
Samaritan stranger-lover
Looking good on near negro skin
shining slick dirty in the sun
Lusts dead for decades revived
by hunger for rich pretty meat
wrapped in kindness and pity
Monkeys can't be choosers
Peanuts thrown into the cage
are gifts for the poor animal
that dares tell you he still loves you
You the fool can be fooled again
Your choice in a sea of tears and fears</span></span></span>paul taneohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17284512794059284852noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182412101580016587.post-54702069105739554392014-04-15T20:33:00.000-07:002014-04-15T20:34:21.109-07:00No Ashes On Reef<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "Brush Script Std";"><span style="font-size: x-large;">No ashes on
reef<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Brush Script Std";"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Lose not the
grief<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Brush Script Std";"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Should you only<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Brush Script Std";"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Replace it with<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Brush Script Std";"><span style="font-size: x-large;">What is not
right<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Brush Script Std";"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Ask me for no
favors<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Brush Script Std";"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Don't make me
change color<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Brush Script Std";"><span style="font-size: x-large;">From fair to
dark<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: 'Brush Script Std'; font-size: x-large;">Love lust
dishonor</span>paul taneohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17284512794059284852noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182412101580016587.post-53965809736418631932014-04-03T17:19:00.000-07:002016-03-07T00:15:30.026-08:00Phoenix Rose<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><br />She rose from
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">of her past
best forgotten. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">of life. Every
man wants <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">her to be his
wife. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">She smiles, she
shrugs, <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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the gray off <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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even as her eyes <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">look around the
greenery, <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">to tomorrow.
Her feet take <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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in a chacha <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">that only knows
moves forward. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The joy in her
laugh slays</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">the cries of
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Tears dry into
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">She calls out a
name. It rhymes. </span><span style="font-family: "brush script std";"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial";">Your ashes will not be
spread <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial";">at a secret reef<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial";">Someone else knew about it<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial";">No secret<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial";">No love<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial";">Forced to fall for a fall
guy <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial";">Because evil lived <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial";">in your home, your heart<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial";">Battered by a blackhearted
dwarf<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial";">A presence, any presence<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial";">Would have been welcomed<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial";">by you and you did<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<br /></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial";">May-December fucking affair<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">You said you first fell in
love with him <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial";">on the month you got married
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial";">to the dwarf who raped you
and<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">beat you up for two score
and three<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial";">Apropos<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">How can seven be fleeting?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">How can nothing not
happened?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">You said you lacked not for
chances<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">To give yourself to him<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">And you wanted to<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">Maybe you did not<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">Maybe you lie<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">Your fake confession<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">Makes me want to die<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">Of all the! What the!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">Shit happens<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">You say no regrets<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial";">No regret for shit<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">You idealize, you
romanticize<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial";">Affection for your peon, your
pain<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">Shameless ambitious dumbass
fuck<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">Exploiter of a bleeding
heart<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">What else bled?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial";">Quick to the draw<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial";">On the chances alone<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">Just him and you<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">Cheapened class is worse
than cheap<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">Led to the fuck slaughter
like sheep<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">He made you feel good<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">Ice cream does the same<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">And it doesn’t sweat like a
stuck pig<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">Sty living in a bunkhouse<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">With other hired hands<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">Sleeping with a servant<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">Shit again<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">Have you no pride?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">Your children will be so
proud of you<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">Fucking a semi-literate
trash<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">Skin blacked by sun and soot<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">You went slumming<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">And enjoyed it<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">You even fell in love, you
said<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial";">Shameless.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">Desperate.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">Dumb.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">He went away to save you?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">Offering protection and love?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">No. He went away<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">scared to get caught<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">and killed like the dog
he was<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">Going away for love is
permanent<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">He came back to get drunk<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">With his buddies during
parties<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">Idealize that selfless
honorable shit!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">Shit is shit<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">A fuck is a fuck<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">You asked me to spread your
ashes <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">on the spot where you added <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">your tears to the sea <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">I would have <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial";">Even if I puked as I did it<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial";">Smelling ugly simian lust <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">in this place<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">But what if I die first?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">I will not make requests<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">for dumping</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">Just burn me <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "arial";">and keep the fire burning<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "arial";">Until not even ashes remain.</span>paul taneohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17284512794059284852noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182412101580016587.post-82925375837546767722014-03-01T21:32:00.000-08:002014-03-01T21:32:49.209-08:00Boredom and a Broken Heart<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Boredom and a broken heart<br />
the most lethal of combos<br />
Ennui its opposite<br />
Want and wanting more<br />
Not even a lot<br />
Love lies bleeding in public<br />
Heart in sleeveless tattooed arm<br />
Stories to tell of pasts<br />
Dug up and dug up and bared<br />
Lies and games head up shoot down<br />
Mean mister bastard petty and pretty<br />
She does you no good, what a pity<br />
Deception recognition<br />
She is good, you are bad<br />
Girls love bad boys, tough boys<br />
Pure and selfless shit more lies<br />
Slum high society two-in-one coffee<br />
Flirtation with dirt-cheap sanctity<br />
Sex in the city of green stones, black hearts<br />
I am bored<br />
I want to die<br />
The death of a thousand cuts<br />
Glass on chest crawl the snake<br />
That you are worthless piece of shit<br />
Boring, who wants to hear tales<br />
Of broken hearts when broken heads<br />
Are more interesting?<br />
Now we are talking<br />
<br />
<br />paul taneohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17284512794059284852noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182412101580016587.post-19937182820418496612014-02-15T18:46:00.001-08:002014-02-15T18:46:56.200-08:00Mud&Stars<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
{For all the Tulips and Roses in the World, palpable and immaterial}<br /><br /></div>
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I am dry, I wait<br />
I look up and crumble<br />
Look down then, think<br />
I would if I weren't stuck<br />
Mud is fertilizer<br />
An so is Shakespeare<br />
Mud can be dry, wet<br />
Ergo, I am mud<br />
Stop flinging, start singing<br />
Pick up your sticks and play<br />
Come away, come away<br />
Land down with a thud<br />
Back to mud, dreaming stars<br />
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paul taneohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17284512794059284852noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182412101580016587.post-18969835170104213502014-01-01T06:12:00.000-08:002014-01-01T15:54:18.202-08:00Horse Beatitudes<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It rains on New Year’s night/falls hard on the roof the
sound of horses galloping in unison breaking stride/marching to the end of the
word/peace remains elusive/in hearts troubled by love illicit/a matter of
perspective/and strength/affection close cousin of sentiment not enough when no
vessels span the seas/bridge the islands/taking you there/I wrote that for
minimum daily wage and banana cue plus a bottle of Coke/north of Eden/hid from
spouses psychotic/city-bred kinetic/cynic of smirking spirits having flown the
coop/we can’t go home again and don’t insist/because horses’ hooves in the
thousands drum roll a single note in feel rent crying for release/the hounds
howl equine in stride/proud in stares and whispers</div>
paul taneohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17284512794059284852noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182412101580016587.post-70603949145251597912013-05-21T12:35:00.000-07:002013-05-22T22:11:58.979-07:00still<br />
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<br />
the sun sets on a horizon still<br />
late birds fly to roost<br />
ripples barely seen on the water<br />
no boats stir, no planes dot the sky<br />
absent trees, their ghosts content<br />
as it was meant at the start<br />
the world without humans won't be lonelypaul taneohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17284512794059284852noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182412101580016587.post-49031298070657055172012-02-07T04:56:00.000-08:002013-10-22T13:01:43.083-07:00Tomorrow the Sun<br />
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<i>(Image from Billfrymire.com)</i><br />
<br />
Storms send out warning<br />
of dark clouds and drizzle<br />
ahead of wind, rain, death<br />
<br />
Tremors don’t<br />
But the dogs howling<br />
at ghosts; birds flying<br />
into windows, walls<br />
<br />
Songs crash into words<br />
Breaking stride, crushing dew<br />
Fear in faces, stuck in place<br />
Feet turn to stone<br />
<br />
Leaden the dead<br />
Spread the news<br />
The world ends anew<br />
Tomorrow the sun<br />
<br />paul taneohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17284512794059284852noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3182412101580016587.post-39678013952504796012012-02-06T14:34:00.000-08:002012-02-14T06:13:37.785-08:00One Day that Shook My World<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkXhDd6Gs1Bh9fmL1EyBUwKjobt30E57VcHveLAzFky4aYmRuBzQLEun1fa73WHp-CIVdo2JuFT38rENoM01nCyj0y9NJuMkv2edpW-qlptZXsRuiy8CSBfcdmV7oJj0jQQAQTskMZPM3c/s1600/Joe+Strummer_Earthquake+Weather_30.media.tumblr.com.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706155433164566610" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkXhDd6Gs1Bh9fmL1EyBUwKjobt30E57VcHveLAzFky4aYmRuBzQLEun1fa73WHp-CIVdo2JuFT38rENoM01nCyj0y9NJuMkv2edpW-qlptZXsRuiy8CSBfcdmV7oJj0jQQAQTskMZPM3c/s400/Joe+Strummer_Earthquake+Weather_30.media.tumblr.com.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 326px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><i style="font-family: verdana;">(Image from 30.media.tumblr.com, Joe Strummer, Earthquake Weather)</i><br />
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<br />
<div>
Give me the shakes</div>
<div>
shake and bake</div>
<div>
run for the hills</div>
<div>
Oops! This is uphill</div>
<div>
The fool who lives this high</div>
<div>
has nowhere to go but down</div>
<div>
Can’t go out without a sigh</div>
<div>
Cry and look like a clown</div>
<div>
Call and text</div>
<div>
Shoot your load</div>
<div>
No more sex</div>
<div>
Forget that broad</div>
<div>
Holy book this, holy book that</div>
<div>
Catch the last train on track</div>
<div>
Sing His praises</div>
<div>
Get high on smack</div>
<div>
If the world ends today</div>
<div>
Buy that last happy meal</div>
<div>
Here’s a toast, don’t stray</div>
<div>
My God is right, hooray!<br />
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