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I’m a terrible conductor who’s lost his train of thought.

“Stool sample….????
I’ll see what I have at my bar.”

If you love to race, are you considered a racist?

I use my left brain to make the right choices.

Let’s call it teethpaste. I have more than one tooth.

I like to push the envelope until it pushes back.

“What type of writer are you?”  I replied, “A typewriter.”

Bear traveling from north to south is a bipolar bear.

He easily cracked under pressure.  He was just so eggstrasensitive.

Rules are constantly broken; they will probably develop severe arthritis.
Work was slow this week.
Cameron Godfrey May 2015
Time passes, ever slowly
You hear the clock is ticking
By yourself in the woods, afraid and lonely
You thank the stars that you’re still kicking

You see before you two diverging roads
Made slippery with Frost
You think you know the way to go
But realize you’re lost.

Time goes by so ******* slow
But faster than you’ll ever know
Faster than you could ever go
Faster than you’ll ever know

Time speeds up, your heart rate too
‘Cause time cannot keep up with you
Time will not creep up on you
‘Cause time cannot keep up with you
written for an 100 word expression poem assignment in English class
Javaria Waseem Oct 2014
I woke up from a nightmare. I couldn't sleep any longer. I wore my cloak and sat in candle light with my type writer. My mind was not present where my body was. I was wandering in the wonderland through my words. Thak thak thak. One by one, the memories started to form a shape. The mansion in the middle of lavender field. Your clothes laying on the floor. The family picture on the side table. I wanted you so much that I actually believed it was all real. But as the sun came up, my words betrayed me again.
Javaria Waseem Oct 2014
The wolves howled. The full moon appeared from between the clouds. The shadows approached me as they chanted in an unfamiliar language. I could feel fear creeping up in my bones. I was never scared of the dark. I was scared of losing myself. My heart stopped beating as the smokeless fire stood a few feet away. I was petrified. He was satisfied. I let out a cry. He passed a cunning smile. There was no where to run. I knelt down and prayed to the Only One. *Oh Lord! Please take my soul before it enters the dark.

— The End —