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**Scattered Thunderstorms The radar shows a band of multi-green storms, Parallel running to the East Coast, Stretching from So. Florida to Falmouth, Rhode Island. Path-dependent, the edges skirt my present location, Instrumented, but not weather resistant, Water teases, invites me to a head clearing session. Breezy gusts of overcast, caramel salty bay waters, (weirdly calm), Spray sprites whisper, scattered thunderstorms, starboard side I am the only boat out, especially, The only one going for sure aimlessly, Radar non-discriminatory, stupidity legal, So fools like me go out alone. Scattered Thunderstorms, Unavoidable, summer's favored annoyance of choice. The melancholic platelets budding off my bone's marrow, Forming wondrous clots of sadness, Running strong in the currents of my veins, Downtempo'd, there is no relief for Inside of my radar scanned brain, the scattered thunderstorms, Have arrived much earlier today. What sourced this elegiac distich, Too many poets, fully disclosing their downbeat, aroma of defeat? The world is in a **** mood, not one of us, got nothing Good to say, seems that love storms ripping hearts With no trace of mercy, the radio has elected nonstop Taylor Swift and Jonas Bro's Just to make the point! It is so easy to feel ****** When the sun is unshining, elegant distich, **** me. Thinking back, getting a good idea, Found some long necked Corona overlooked, Turn on the tv, pretend I'm a real cowboy, And for god's sake, shut down poetry, Good Bye Poetry, for the rest of the day Value you more than me, but you've worn me down My blood streams your anguished distress, I cannot survive these scattered revolver-repeating Anguish-Cries-For-Relief from the Thunderstorms, That now having reached, breached, That now, having infected my heart which started This day brow beaten, First poem of the day, already shell-shellacked, Now, I must shut me, batten me, down. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The average lifespan of a platelet is normally just 5 to 9 days. Platelets are a natural source of growth factors. They circulate in the blood of mammals and are involved in hemostasis, leading to the formation of blood clots.
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Jun 30, 2013
Jun 30, 2013 at 2:26 PM UTC
Scattered Thunderstorms: From Your Poetry, Into My Blood...
**Scattered Thunderstorms The radar shows a band of multi-green storms, Parallel running to the East Coast, Stretching from So. Florida to Falmouth, Rhode Island. Path-dependent, the edges skirt my present location, Instrumented, but not weather resistant, Water teases, invites me to a head clearing session. Breezy gusts of overcast, caramel salty bay waters, (weirdly calm), Spray sprites whisper, scattered thunderstorms, starboard side I am the only boat out, especially, The only one going for sure aimlessly, Radar non-discriminatory, stupidity legal, So fools like me go out alone. Scattered Thunderstorms, Unavoidable, summer's favored annoyance of choice. The melancholic platelets budding off my bone's marrow, Forming wondrous clots of sadness, Running strong in the currents of my veins, Downtempo'd, there is no relief for Inside of my radar scanned brain, the scattered thunderstorms, Have arrived much earlier today. What sourced this elegiac distich, Too many poets, fully disclosing their downbeat, aroma of defeat? The world is in a **** mood, not one of us, got nothing Good to say, seems that love storms ripping hearts With no trace of mercy, the radio has elected nonstop Taylor Swift and Jonas Bro's Just to make the point! It is so easy to feel ****** When the sun is unshining, elegant distich, **** me. Thinking back, getting a good idea, Found some long necked Corona overlooked, Turn on the tv, pretend I'm a real cowboy, And for god's sake, shut down poetry, Good Bye Poetry, for the rest of the day Value you more than me, but you've worn me down My blood streams your anguished distress, I cannot survive these scattered revolver-repeating Anguish-Cries-For-Relief from the Thunderstorms, That now having reached, breached, That now, having infected my heart which started This day brow beaten, First poem of the day, already shell-shellacked, Now, I must shut me, batten me, down. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The average lifespan of a platelet is normally just 5 to 9 days. Platelets are a natural source of growth factors. They circulate in the blood of mammals and are involved in hemostasis, leading to the formation of blood clots.
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Jun 30, 2013
Jun 30, 2013 at 2:26 PM UTC
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