kristineWhisper

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all dead(alternate title: in which i reference three things) / there is snow general / all over Ireland
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Jan 14, 2016
as I eat wasabi peasI’m nothing but ink / I’m bleached pulp dyed blue and red / Recyclable
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May 12, 2016
CanyonsThere are canyons in my arms. / You don’t see them very well right now because they are old and filled with dark tissue. / But I remember when they were fresh and new.
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Apr 20, 2011
Dear Mr. VonnegutI was young / and you gave me words / and thoughts
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May 9, 2011
Eight HaikuThrow away the keys / Lock the door, please let me be / Trapped inside my mind
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May 6, 2011
fall of manI always pass the blame / but, really, it was eve / to eat the fruit, not me.
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May 12, 2016
flesh eating loversand if I ever eat your flesh / know it is because I liked you best. / If I ever sell your soul
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Sep 2, 2012
hero's journeyBeast! / You glom at the teat / of nurture, of support and success
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May 12, 2016
I am the Fire-StarterI am the instigator. / I ruin things. I ruin everything. / "Some people just want to watch the world burn." Well,
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Apr 24, 2011
I think this poem(?) is about sex but I'm not really sure anymoreI long to feel your childish, unseductive touch. / The feeling of your disinterest in a state of arousal is that of a crime scene. / You investigate me with cold, unfeeling eyes
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May 11, 2012
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