Mike Zone
Mike Zone is the author of A Farewell to Big Ideas, Void Beneath the Skin, Better than the Movie: 4 Screenplays and Fellow Passengers: Public Transit Poetry, Meditations and Musings. A contributing poet to Mad Swirl and contributing writer to the graphic novel series American Anti-hero by Alien Buddha Press.
About Mike Zone
Mike Zone is the author of A Farewell to Big Ideas, Void Beneath the Skin, Better than the Movie: 4 Screenplays and Fellow Passengers: Public Transit Poetry, Meditations and Musings. A contributing poet to Mad Swirl and contributing writer to the graphic novel series American Anti-hero by Alien Buddha Press.
His poetry and stories have appeared in: Horror Sleaze Trash, The Daily Dope Fiend, Outlaw Poetry, The Rye Whiskey Review, Synchronized Chaos and Triadae Magazine.
Books by Mike Zone
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Poor Strung-out Christ — poem unrhymed
"...that's acceptance rejecting cynicism..."
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Post Modern Times — poem unrhymed
"...BREAK CLASS IN CASE OF EMERGENCY..."
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Burrito on the Sidewalk — poem unrhymed
"...I shall have the heavy expectations..."
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4 Days Later — poem unrhymed
"...this constantly manifolding saga..."
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Romantic agony — poem unrhymed
"...never have I been so perplexed..."
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Quit asking — poem unrhymed
"...to miss those hands entwined..."
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Bedroom anatomy lesson #3 — poem unrhymed
"...the bed is a lonely place of dying..."
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Killing Buddha — poem unrhymed
"...moaning from behind his silver cow skull mask..."
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Hunger: a confession — poem unrhymed
"...we went to the dilapidated house waving unloaded guns..."
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words — poem unrhymed
"...no better sensation..."
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One Hell of a Muse — poem unrhymed
"...we can free each other from phantom cages..."
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Confession of an unlived life — poem unrhymed
"...guilt stricken on the cold kitchen floor..."
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untitled (I'm dead) — poem unrhymed
"...you can almost taste the life, you could have had..."
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Beyond the Muse — poem unrhymed
"...wading through all the existential flaming garbage..."
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Four Decades Looming — poem unrhymed
"...a pail of water thrown at the triad between rounds..."
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The Jolly West — poem unrhymed
"...the inner nature of being dirty..."
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Fiber Optics — poem unrhymed
"...hedonism as enraged expression..."
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Love's End — poem unrhymed
"...you recalled me and a page from a torn notebook..."
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Corporate Knife Fight — poem unrhymed
"...build a department from the ground up, only to be hindered..."
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Force of July — poem unrhymed
"Got something to slather you..."
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New Season — poem unrhymed
"...it blows away into the negation of wasteland blues..."
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Hooked on comics worked for me — poem unrhymed
"...we rectify an entirely different set of divine rights..."
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Railroad Earth — poem unrhymed
"...the fallen valley of what you never knew you couldn't have..."
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Hope in the harvest — poem unrhymed
"...a golden sun sinking into a cold winded sea..."
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Eye have — poem unrhymed
"...Swallowing the hollow look..."
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the true riverdale — poem unrhymed
"...resist the nature..."
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No champions for the better — poem unrhymed
"...like a river flowing the course...
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Wasteland dispatches — poem unrhymed
"...electromagnetic currents coursing through long distance keystrokes ..."
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Cock of the walk — poem unrhymed
"...winding all around a crisis of infinite proportions..."
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Lady on a Wire #18 — poem unrhymed
"...something not really there but the ideal..."
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Under the skin — poem unrhymed
"...discarding scripted golden eternities..."
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Theory of a dead man on the precipice — poem unrhymed
"...living as someone else’s ghost in our everyday lives..."
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Vines — poem unrhymed
"...the flames of Prometheus no longer dazzle..."
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Passengers on a collision course — poem unrhymed
"...more tax dollars to pollute..."
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Fornication devil-wheel Chinese box — poem unrhymed
"...witch’s brew of ingredients deemed medical topped with mint..."
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Winter sun — poem unrhymed
"...everyday starts at zero ground zero until we can’t ever again..."
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Burned hash on the counter — poem unrhymed
"...who will work in your restaurants..."
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"...Gas-masked angels stop jeweled bananas ..."
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the dark doesn’t scare me anymore — poem unrhymed
"...lightning streaked eclipse on the edge of tomorrow..."