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battle fair wrote early reflection life's shake scent accept cover garden spend sits windows cheeks pale grown cloud ending shared eternal lady worse finger drunk angry arm win shoulder slip gray clock dress taught proud knowledge spread enjoy favorite king fake someday *** yeah floating complete barely remains laid ghost winds key blow moved angels supposed sees waste opened race poems ring hollow constant doors boys worst train keeping bleed missed stands cat finding release hey drown flying burns eternity parents surely sign youth bottle lets sigh send shoulders bleeding
Copyright © 2013
Mar 16, 2013
Mar 16, 2013 at 2:01 AM UTC
After over a month of near dying
My hands are functionable once again
Mostly,
Short shorn coiffe and a new(second hand) belt
And I'll be on my way
Thank you very much
Mar 16, 2013
Mar 16, 2013 at 1:56 AM UTC
NO nature - metaPHORLESS.
Betcha can't do it.
Nor cAN the forrest. Finally.
Anapaestic tetrameter withheld.
Again, **** classicism
Copyright © 2012
Apr 4, 2012
Apr 4, 2012 at 9:30 PM UTC
Apostles and their apostates
Murderers unrepentant and
Mere manslaughters' mistakes
Epistles, that evokes the language of religious ritual
Selective honesty, Deeply and creepily
You want to be a doctor, therapist and priest
You are none of these things, as if these positions
Actually help people. They are stations presumably
Of some importance = stature, status, strength
Donning a standing
Polby Saves
Copyright © 2011
Dec 29, 2011
Dec 29, 2011 at 4:21 PM UTC
In a day, it’s all a waste of the allotted time
A mostly broken door incites a sudden need to weep
Functional but an eyesore nonetheless
Indicative of this and that, those yet to come
Unchangeable weighs, maladjusted they seem to say
Copyright © 2011
Dec 7, 2011
Dec 7, 2011 at 11:34 PM UTC
A girl like that
******* her way through the ranks
What can you make of them?
Don't want too ?
I've never believed that
I do
Delight in the darkness
I'm unable to cast shadows
And all the better for it
Copyright © 2011
Nov 10, 2011
Nov 10, 2011 at 4:18 AM UTC
A verse doesn't justify it's being...written OR spoken.
Copyright © 2011
Jul 19, 2011
Jul 19, 2011 at 1:36 PM UTC
Sometime, I'll have a dream
A dream in which I'll be engaging in ***
With the loose folds of skin and cellulite
Around Maya Angelou's neck
I use the word engage b/c I don't think
It'll be my idea or if I would even want to be a completely willing
Participant
You know how dreams go:
You're able to detach
So anyway, all the while she'll be reciting her verse
In that overly inflected, pretentious and annoying grandmotherly Huxtable
Tone she uses and
Right as the nauseousness becomes unbearable
And I fear I won't be able to keep the contents of my
Stomach from forcing itself out and onto her face
She starts to devour the entirety of my lower abdomen
The sickness I was feeling quickly dissipating and the
Realization that she's no longer speaking and merely
Gnashing, ripping and eating my viscera
I return to an almost homeostasis
A comfortableness
Copyright © 2009-Present
May 14, 2011
May 14, 2011 at 8:39 PM UTC
The mind does not reel
It Clacks
At or near the frontal lobe
A temple eroding, I suppose
Destroying by the speed of the whir
A millisecond vertigo
Terrorizes for seemingly endless minutes
Wrought iron right neck muscle
Climaxing in a hypnagogic spasm
That levitates the body for an instant
Copyright © 2009
May 14, 2011
May 14, 2011 at 8:30 PM UTC
It's not enough to merely speak w/ enthusiasm
Even most "actions" go unnoticed, unheeded
Hate to say it, a succession of blunt force
Possibly perceived as violent
Is necessary
Repeatedly
Or you could stop trying to impress on me
What you wish others would see as your
Personality
If you could do that, just that
I might try and help you.
Crawlspace of the Cranium
$2.00 / 11 poems
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May 14, 2011
May 14, 2011 at 8:27 PM UTC