colton-c-gardner - Hello Poetry

Sometimes I'd like to say the word **** Scream it And yell it On a mountain In my mother's face At my burnt toast Composure is stifling Trifles, mostly Sometimes I'd like to write the word **** In an essay On a desk Thirty times or so **** **** poetry I'll just write **** **** **** **** **** **** feels good

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Mar 16, 2013

Mar 16, 2013 at 10:24 PM UTC

colton-c-gardner

****

Sometimes I'd like to say the word **** Scream it And yell it On a mountain In my mother's face At my burnt toast Composure is stifling Trifles, mostly Sometimes I'd like to write the word **** In an essay On a desk Thirty times or so **** **** poetry I'll just write **** **** **** **** **** **** feels good

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Seven Nine Twenty-three point zero five Cotangent of angle a What can I find? Why do I look? It's a secret that I mistook for a solution Variables that make me ***** Integers that Irritate Numbers give me the heebie-jeebies Resolute in their Absolutes No quarter Just one over four

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Mar 16, 2013

Mar 16, 2013 at 1:52 AM UTC

colton-c-gardner

Math Class

Seven Nine Twenty-three point zero five Cotangent of angle a What can I find? Why do I look? It's a secret that I mistook for a solution Variables that make me ***** Integers that Irritate Numbers give me the heebie-jeebies Resolute in their Absolutes No quarter Just one over four

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Wily wisp thin and crisp Build a clock full of ticks Wrap around twist inside Pendulum Quartz Cues and cuckoos Twelve and naught Age begot a grandfather-ghost-clock Thirteen chimes Three times

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Mar 16, 2013

Mar 16, 2013 at 1:32 AM UTC

colton-c-gardner

Haunt

Wily wisp thin and crisp Build a clock full of ticks Wrap around twist inside Pendulum Quartz Cues and cuckoos Twelve and naught Age begot a grandfather-ghost-clock Thirteen chimes Three times

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A blue a blue from under the brown behind the square and between the circles Few and singular, the blue takes a step to the left and the South Bereaved, the blue sits believing It is good at hockey Faithfully skating, mucking and making musical messes Its banjo twang and its choir sang, and the color red had yet to call it Pity the blue for it is truly in trouble Its flips don't flop its whizz's don't fizz Its preposterously powerful past pastor has purportedly put a price on its puny posterior Poor piddly pathetic blue But of course, blues do not have butts

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Mar 15, 2013

Mar 15, 2013 at 11:49 PM UTC

colton-c-gardner

A blue

A blue a blue from under the brown behind the square and between the circles Few and singular, the blue takes a step to the left and the South Bereaved, the blue sits believing It is good at hockey Faithfully skating, mucking and making musical messes Its banjo twang and its choir sang, and the color red had yet to call it Pity the blue for it is truly in trouble Its flips don't flop its whizz's don't fizz Its preposterously powerful past pastor has purportedly put a price on its puny posterior Poor piddly pathetic blue But of course, blues do not have butts

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