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David Greshel

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United States
IG: @electricinfamy Twitter: @electricpoet217
September 11, 2020
Palm Bay, United States

I guess I thought we'd be past all this by now
that somehow we'd have figured out
just how small hatred really is
a tiny little speck of nothing
screaming into a megaphone
and begging for a prolonged gaze
in its direction
and yet we keep feeding the little bastard
watching it magnify and multiply
invading public discourse as a talking point
on every media teleprompter
perpetuating a cycle of paranoid pyromania
where we'd rather incinerate our own
before considering how we might benefit
from another point of view

I really thougjt it must be time
to give love a try
to open minds and hearts and ears
to the unvoiced experiences we've not known
to the pain and plight of our shared flesh

Apparen...

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September 5, 2020
Palm Bay, United States

There are so many words I could say
descriptions I could rattle off freely
truth or fiction being of little bearing
for the practiced speech I'm breathing
subtle nuances in the art of deception
make for the coldest callous phrases
so of course I can hurl the cruelest barbs
like
"I don't love you"
"I'm glad we're finished"
"I never want to see you again"

Say them? Sure.

That doesn't at all account for the daggers
I swallow with every uttered syllable
and the open grave my throat has become
at this attempt to divorce my thoughts
from my feelings to salve some of the pain
in the fact that I don't mean a single word
and I've been stuck inside my own head
since the moment you pulled the 'chute

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September 1, 2020
Palm Bay, United States

As this platform is going to be closing, I want to take moment to thank everyone for their encouragement and feedback over the years.
If you'd like to stay connected, you can find me over on Instagram:

@electricinfamy
@neonsunrisepub

Take care of yourselves, and be kind.

- Dave

LETTRS BLACK AND WHITE
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August 29, 2020
Palm Bay, United States

The disbelief is overwhelming
how can such devastating events
exist in the space of our minds
simultaneously invading
our conscious attention

We struggle to uphold
the soul of a nation
drowning in partisan narratives
and a unified directive
is a voice lost in the churning sea

We mourn the life of a man
who embodied the heart of a king
one we'd have followed
into the very jaws of death
and a passage beyond the end

This liquid darkness is maddening
painting everything in shadow
light will crest the horizon
though it's so very hard to see
standing within sight of hell

LETTRS BLACK AND WHITE
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August 18, 2020
Palm Bay, United States

Greetings everyone!

My newest poetry collection launched today on Kickstarter! It's entitled 'Postcards from a City Ablaze' and includes material I wrote between 2017 and 2019. If you're interested in checking it out, copy and paste the link below into your browser or go to Kickstarter.com and search the book title listed above.

https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/1560190405/postcards-from-a-city-ablaze-poetry-collection

Many thanks for your support!

Dave

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August 10, 2020
Palm Bay, United States

I suppose
it's worth mentioning
that this was the exact moment
when it all slipped through
the grasp of tired fingers
exploding in shattered pieces
and other clever metaphors
that paint the broken nature
of what we once shared

It's also worth mentioning
upon such pointed reflection
how much blood we spilled
how many tears we shed
in service of reconciliation
despite the mounting evidence
of an impending collapse

It's worth mentioning
if you feel like keeping score

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July 22, 2020
Palm Bay, United States

All those years of tobacco smoke
left their subtle stench to linger
in the cracked and yellowed paint
very much the same way that the whisky
has left its poison fingerprints
on the surface of my liver
but I don't regret a single night we spent
trading shots and stories at the bar
watching all the shameless suitors fall in
hoping they might just have a clever line
or at the very least a winning smile
I think I maybe even remember the replies
because it never hurt you to fall from heaven and you had no phone number to share except for Jenny's from the bathroom
I never did quite understand the tactics
of this meat market dancefloor jungle
replete with failed Alpha metaphors
and dimestore jukebox...

INKTOBER: ANNA
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July 7, 2020
Palm Bay, United States

Staring out into the endless expanse
dreaming of dying stars in supernova
and the silent horror in the vacuum
as the implosion signals an ending
that I watched unfold in slow motion
erupting in an event horizon
until nothing remained
but the cold dark infinite
engulfing everything in its wake
and there is no escape
no course of action but surrender

...am I still dreaming...or have I crossed into the yawning void?

CHIRAYU 5
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July 4, 2020
Palm Bay, United States

There's a celebration in the air
exploding in colored showers
that deafen and glitter back to earth
and the metaphor is not lost on me
as I reflect on another fourth of July
my grandfather's birthday
for the record
and I know I'm not any sort of patriot
but I still love this land
my America and all it's supposed to be
I still believe in her ideals
even though they're a bit hidden
in the midst of such heavy sadness
but I believe in the home of the brave and free where all of humanity
is created equal
and I refuse to rest until that belief
becomes reality
When all our bloody history
will finally be resigned to the past
and we can all sing along with Woody
"This land is your land...
This land is...

INKTOBER: LADY SKYLARK
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July 1, 2020
Palm Bay, United States

I embraced the enveloping inferno
bathing in an unwavering wildfire
that rages across shifting paradigms
in which I chased after the warmth
but fell in love with the pain
and I can trace the tracks of scars
burned into wooden memories
that  recall my former loves
and highlight fallen shadows
stretching into storied nights
alive in the sound of revolution
screaming sordid soliloquies
and dreaming in the wake of delirium
where only the dance remains
that sweeps us into stolen spotlights
and I embrace the enveloping inferno...

GOLDFISH LOVE
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June 28, 2020
Palm Bay, United States

What was the last thing to catch your mind
and captivate your inner dialogue?

What were the whisperings you heard
in the corners we dared not gaze upon?

Is it just a brush with the hand of madness
or has it sunk its talons in deep
are the voices framed in unison
or is the dissonance keeping you from sleep?

Is the white knight still talking backwards
with a tea party in full swing
or did the delusions finally subside
into your familiar fever dream?

This game of questions has no apparent end
nor is their much hope of enlightenment
at the bottom of the empty inkwell

PHOENIX
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June 16, 2020
Palm Bay, United States

The heat slides out into the evening
clinging to humid accolades
without even a hint of cooling shade
in the arms of our summer sauna
where another Tuesday unfolds
entwined in addictive melodies
spiraling out of another game
of mixtape roulette
Where a twist of the unknown
hits every note just right
and we sing along
bleeding out at the top of our lungs
and knowing every single word
that tells the story we want to be
echoed in guitars and power chords

Flip the tape and let's go again
one more song
one more dance
It's just what we need tonight

PHOENIX
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June 8, 2020
Palm Bay, United States

I am the sanguine night
swirling in between somber shadows
dripping into the rising horn lines
and staccato guitar riffs
that howl the oppression of the blues
at the unblinking faceless orb
rising to dominate the darkened sky

I am the whispered desire
tumbling from trembling lips
in stolen illict moments
beyond the ravenous gaze
of a tabloid lothario
and the covetous rage
of former lovers

I am the song you can't forget
pulsing with a living melody
exploding from every verse
I am the dust on the highway
carried south on autumn winds
I am the words you never said
left in the annals of might've been

SIMPLICITY DAY
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May 28, 2020
Palm Bay, United States

This weariness is vampiric
exsanguinating every drop of life
from this flesh and bone
sick to death of wondering
how unbidden shades of melanin
are a valid notion
for determining a person's worth
or right to exist
how we seem to so easily accept
a willing blindness to suffering
to maintain such shallow comfort

We did not ask to paint ourselves
in the palette of our birth
nor do we inherit hatred
upon our exit from the womb
and it's beyond time
for such antiquarian atrocities
to be resigned to the pages of history
as I am so very tired of reliving
these broken tragedies
in the faces of my bretheren
and hearing the anguish
tearing through their voices

SIMPLICITY DAY
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May 25, 2020
Palm Bay, United States

I remember that it felt like floating
at least in the opening moments
tumbling down a verdant hillside
with the melody of your laughter
caressing my ears
followed by my own
as I watched you follow suit
until we were both entangled
in love with the warmth
of both sunlight and flesh enmeshed
wishing we could lie here
just lie here
watching cloudless blue skies
deepen to darkest indigo
counting stars and passing planes
dreaming it would never fade
and I remember...

SIMPLICITY DAY
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May 23, 2020
Palm Bay, United States

The exhilaration takes hold in waves
catapulting our heroes to undreamt levels
and onto unsought(?) heights of divinity
prescribing roles not meant to be grasped
in the slippery grip of humanity
we carve them into imperfect idols
saddled with our lofty ideologies
misaligned and undesired
a receptacle for our adulation...
at least until the facade begins to crack
revealing creatures of flesh and blood
subject to the same sins as everyone
and we scream and wail our discontent

How dare they betray our worship
with their shortcomings?!

Another casualty of popular opinion
led to the firing line for abject failure
as an ill-conceived deity
leaving us with self-inflicted scars
searching for the n...

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May 21, 2020
Palm Bay, United States

It's always been a bit like charades
blindfolded in the dark
balanced on the edge of a cliff
trying to guess the pantomimed idiom
and the extent of this enigma
offered up like a golden alibi

We know it's a kind of game
the sort with enamored implications
and the promise of enlightenment
on the shores of new frontiers
out beyond the reach of humanity
hanging on the fringes of divinity

SIMPLICITY DAY
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May 17, 2020
Palm Bay, United States

Stuck in a perception of immobility
left to wander through these waves
of memory and illusion
dwelling on idle thoughts of travel
and the highway siren serenade

Remembering that summer road trip
west on unthought backroads
winding from Chicago to Los Angeles
stopping at lost legends
and gawking at decaying attractions

I fell in love with a waitress
daydreaming in a forgotten diner
sharing cigarettes and spare change
I wrote her a letter every day
silly romantic nothings never sent
and I wonder where she is these days
did she ever find her true way home

The song fades out
last number on the A side
flip the record and start again
drifting further out
into tides of lovesick nostalgia

SIMPLICITY DAY
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April 3, 2020
Palm Bay, United States

The speed of life oscillates wildly
twenty years past in a blink
yet it seemed like March might never end
ebb and flow are constant
built on broken stones of change
eroded in the misty-eyed nostalgia
I've come to crave on moonless nights
where the only answer offered
is to run like hell in high water
through the quicksand left behind
caught in the whisper of a moment
I can't stop thinking about
the one that led you to disappear
without fanfare or salutations
and it's only a song for the lonely now

SIMPLICITY DAY
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March 14, 2020
Palm Bay, United States

I've been listening all the while
bewildered by the fever pitch
unadulterated on the party line
and stoking the flames of panic
that erupt at the slightest spark
tucked within imagined whisperings

All that unending noise reverberates
careening through my thoughts
as I try desperately to align them
in the light of realistic outcomes
but the screeching alarm
is irreconcilable to the solidity
of what I know to be true

I will not be goaded into fear
won't be driven by doomsayers
salivating for your next click
and baiting another hook

I am more
than some target demographic

SIMPLICITY DAY
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March 8, 2020
Palm Bay, United States

Sunsets shimmering silently
winding into the end of daylight
with a languid bit of flair
to set the stage for twilight
and the awakening of night

SIMPLICITY DAY
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March 4, 2020
Palm Bay, United States

We never danced the same way twice
choosing different rituals by starlight
and singing lost hymns to passing nebulae
encircling a celestial sea beyond this galaxy
balanced on the tip of a sharpened quiill
raven black with obsidian ink to match
that flows from a hidden wellspring
of infinite dreams held in temple vessels
embellished in runes of onyx and amber
enchanted in the rhyme of spells
and the dulcet tones of silver bells
let forth to serenade the unfolding horizon
with mystic poetry
and a rosy crucifixion tune
that recalls a captivating passion shared
angelic and demonic entwined in bliss
and it's all just a clever bit of deception
a very fantastic distraction
from our solitary match of...

SIMPLICITY DAY
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February 19, 2020
Palm Bay, United States

Stolen atoms split and bleed
melting in the ensuing reaction
that erupts outward in annihilation
of everything we came to know before
bleaching bone and ash
in the onslaught of nuclear winter
beyond the scape of dreams

This wasn't the intended outcome
of our misbegotten revolutions
but rebellion is a currency
spent on short-fused reactionaries
intoxicated by evaporating youth
and the piper's seasick lullaby

We only wanted someone to hear us
to acknowledge the actuality
that was so blindingly obvious
even the skies were screaming
one note panic ever out of key

Silence fell beneath the lightning
scorched in the twilight reply
with no apologies left to whisper
no obituaries to immortaliz...

SIMPLICITY DAY
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January 1, 2020
Palm Bay, United States

Sparks flicker in the shadow of memory
awakening dormant imaginings
latent feelings thought swept away
now shimmer on the surface
and lead me to a moment of solitude
contemplating every implication
floating between synapses
watching the wafting wisps of steam
rising from the warming vitality
found in the first morning cup
on the first day of a dawning new year
brimming with unrivaled potential
and the growing luminescence of hope
to light this path of possibility

A HAPPY NEW YEAR
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October 16, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

Walking the edge of a precipice
a kind of dance you find familiar
testing the limits of the unknown
and knowing you're called out beyond
far from the comfortable safety
most cling to for reassurance
called to let go of things hoped for
and trust that what's received
will far outshine the imagined sheen
of these temporary baubles

Another year has spun the wheel
one more trip around the sun
and the pages in this diary are open
alive and eagerly anticipating
the next thrilling adventure abroad

DO WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY
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October 10, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

Crawling across the cosmic veil
investigating interstellar secrets
hidden deep within anachronous galaxies
lost to the pulse of history
spread out among the distant nebulae
wondering what lies beneath
the phantom atmosphere
what undiscovered geography
is waiting to be known
at the awakening of alien suns
in the coastal skies

We are the last explorers in flight
challenging the cresting event horizon
and the enveloping chill of the void

MADE WITH LOVE
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October 8, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

Awakened in the aftermath
rising unshackled from our past
in the light of redemptive grace
breathing in life
maybe the first time in decades
wondering at the newfound clarity
surveying monuments to memories
that populate this odd menagerie
and illuminate these storied pages
bringing purpose to the pain
a new path to follow
a new fire to burn

MADE WITH LOVE
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September 22, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

There's no shortage of poignant lines
and clever rhymes
no end to the wordplay wizardry
inhabiting this practiced pen
or the de Bergerac inspiration
whispered in the shadowed glen

Never worried much about the pages
being filled or read
moreso having all these perfect words
and no one to say them to

SUPPORT AND SAVE US!
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September 11, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

I remember the quiet hum
florescent tubes glowing so ordinary
like any other Tuesday in the store
and then the phone started ringing

"did you hear?!"
"turn on the news!"

The sights that followed
left us cold and numb
and I can still see the collapse
hear the shock and disbelief
watch true heroes spring to life

18 years behind us
a fractured skyline
still reminding
of a dreadful mid-September past

SUPPORT AND SAVE US!
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September 4, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

We aspire to grand narratives
hung like constellations
spread out among virgin galaxies
hidden beyond the furthest reaches
that carry on a coveted legacy
we crave remembrance
elusive and enigmatic
a phantom orchid rarely in bloom
that we hunt restlessly
leaving blood and ink currency
staining parchment pages
and washed out photographs
obscured artifacts
scattered throughout our destiny
littered echoes half begotten
dreamt aloud in deja vu

LIMITS EXIST ONLY IN THE MIND
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