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Forever neglected Forever dismayed Forever deafened By the cacophony of the trade The antiquated digger stands by A sentient guard of the worker It watches as the tree slowly dissipates Its life slowly crumbling As the voracious chipper Devours the tree whole The worker stands by The digger stands by The chipper chips away The taciturn worker remains Ruminating the existence of the world. Why was he put here? For what reason must he stay with these hallowed construction tools? Do they feel any remorse for the change that they've enacted On the world around them? Are they aware that they transgress the laws of nature? The bellicose chipper Wages war with nature As the people watch so distantly. Its sound makes the neighbors quite belligerent Yet the zealots watch attentively. The pure ignorance The pure neglect The blatant apathy Is something to be seen. Whatever could possess you To follow in the footsteps of the worker To feel his pain as the trimmer Chips away at the trees' centuries The sound of shattered glass Punctuates the air. Perhaps there has been an accident.

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Apr 15, 2015

Apr 15, 2015 at 9:33 PM UTC

The Jurisprudence of the Construction Worker

Forever neglected Forever dismayed Forever deafened By the cacophony of the trade The antiquated digger stands by A sentient guard of the worker It watches as the tree slowly dissipates Its life slowly crumbling As the voracious chipper Devours the tree whole The worker stands by The digger stands by The chipper chips away The taciturn worker remains Ruminating the existence of the world. Why was he put here? For what reason must he stay with these hallowed construction tools? Do they feel any remorse for the change that they've enacted On the world around them? Are they aware that they transgress the laws of nature? The bellicose chipper Wages war with nature As the people watch so distantly. Its sound makes the neighbors quite belligerent Yet the zealots watch attentively. The pure ignorance The pure neglect The blatant apathy Is something to be seen. Whatever could possess you To follow in the footsteps of the worker To feel his pain as the trimmer Chips away at the trees' centuries The sound of shattered glass Punctuates the air. Perhaps there has been an accident.

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Poor weatherman Always wrong No matter what It's almost as if the atmosphere is his opposition He will never be right God laughs from above As He watches the clouds swirl In exactly the wrong spot "It's going to rain" Says the weatherman "Nope" Says God

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Apr 13, 2015

Apr 13, 2015 at 9:06 PM UTC

The Weatherman

Poor weatherman Always wrong No matter what It's almost as if the atmosphere is his opposition He will never be right God laughs from above As He watches the clouds swirl In exactly the wrong spot "It's going to rain" Says the weatherman "Nope" Says God

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Twizzlers Clenched in a man's hand Is it a sign of nervousness? The gooey red dye 40 Oozes into his hands Was it just being nice? Never being eaten Never being enjoyed Only being clenched Melted Destroyed The twizzlers match his red shoes Is it a fashion statement? Or is it just to please the giver? The twizzlers could be a sign Why is he suffocating them? Is it an omen? Or merely a coincidence

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Apr 13, 2015

Apr 13, 2015 at 8:10 PM UTC

Twizzlers

Twizzlers Clenched in a man's hand Is it a sign of nervousness? The gooey red dye 40 Oozes into his hands Was it just being nice? Never being eaten Never being enjoyed Only being clenched Melted Destroyed The twizzlers match his red shoes Is it a fashion statement? Or is it just to please the giver? The twizzlers could be a sign Why is he suffocating them? Is it an omen? Or merely a coincidence

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Cogitating the existence Of another world The puzzler is snapped out of their stupor The one piece that will simply not fit Glares at the puzzler Just mocking them Aren't we all Just pieces that will simply not fit In the grander puzzle This world is strange This world is unknown This world is impossible A thought drifts down to the puzzler From the sky above Striking them like a bolt And they realize with a jolt What if They'd only been trying the wrong way What if They simply needed to look at this From a new perspective What if They considered the form of the piece Instead of the ones around it In order to solve This confounding puzzle

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Apr 8, 2015

Apr 8, 2015 at 6:57 PM UTC

The Puzzler

Cogitating the existence Of another world The puzzler is snapped out of their stupor The one piece that will simply not fit Glares at the puzzler Just mocking them Aren't we all Just pieces that will simply not fit In the grander puzzle This world is strange This world is unknown This world is impossible A thought drifts down to the puzzler From the sky above Striking them like a bolt And they realize with a jolt What if They'd only been trying the wrong way What if They simply needed to look at this From a new perspective What if They considered the form of the piece Instead of the ones around it In order to solve This confounding puzzle

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Smallman Why are you so small your flippant comment with a small lament makes me feel like I've never before I must confess That the smaller, the better and I wish to be pragmatic with you But I feel I can't With the slew of emotions Flooding my conscience. Why smallman Why are you so small Maybe someday You'll grow tall

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Apr 3, 2015

Apr 3, 2015 at 4:40 PM UTC

The small man

Smallman Why are you so small your flippant comment with a small lament makes me feel like I've never before I must confess That the smaller, the better and I wish to be pragmatic with you But I feel I can't With the slew of emotions Flooding my conscience. Why smallman Why are you so small Maybe someday You'll grow tall

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Risky Biznu Ah Risky Biznu. An arhizal, my love Whose affinity I must detest With you on my quest My area of knowledge Does not encompass this From its inception, I know this is hopeless. Risky Biznu You are not similar to a Shitzu

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Apr 1, 2015

Apr 1, 2015 at 3:25 PM UTC

Risky Biznu

Risky Biznu Ah Risky Biznu. An arhizal, my love Whose affinity I must detest With you on my quest My area of knowledge Does not encompass this From its inception, I know this is hopeless. Risky Biznu You are not similar to a Shitzu

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Once There was an ephemeral man Precariously balancing on the ephemeral moon That choleric moon Always coughing and sneezing Knocking off that precariously balanced man. That parochial moon With its offspring jogging and frolicking about Maybe one day, that ineffable cough Will be stopped. The right thing What is it? I wonder If you do the right thing-- Does it really make everybody-- happy? The proletarian moon child Cogitated this Along with a myriad of others While gazing at the ephemeral stars From the ephemeral moon Apocryphal writings claimed the answer But the child couldn't find solace in it. So he jumped off To join the vacuous inhabitants Of the Earth below.

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Mar 31, 2015

Mar 31, 2015 at 7:34 PM UTC

The man in the moon

Once There was an ephemeral man Precariously balancing on the ephemeral moon That choleric moon Always coughing and sneezing Knocking off that precariously balanced man. That parochial moon With its offspring jogging and frolicking about Maybe one day, that ineffable cough Will be stopped. The right thing What is it? I wonder If you do the right thing-- Does it really make everybody-- happy? The proletarian moon child Cogitated this Along with a myriad of others While gazing at the ephemeral stars From the ephemeral moon Apocryphal writings claimed the answer But the child couldn't find solace in it. So he jumped off To join the vacuous inhabitants Of the Earth below.

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