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Psych-o-rangE Jan 20
Nice, trick, you can't trick me into not being depressed.

"Just you wait, I got something up my sleeves"

I would like to say many have tried and failed, but I think the failure is more on my part.

"Its eggs and they are going down my sleeves"

Not even cooked, just raw eggs?

"Well, who doesn't want more protein"

Your sleeves.

"I wear my heart on my sleeves, and protein is good for the heart"

****, ok, not bad.
Cracking a cold egg open with the boys
Jellyfish Oct 2023
I'm a poet,
You don't know it
I stay up writing...
My experience
It's kind of morbid
Lots of things have happened...
You'd be furious,
If you knew
Every thing you've done to me
Has been published...
My blog's my news.
Every bad day,
Every good thing,
has its own place...
In my station, Online.
Since I was fourteen
I've been taunting, you.
Ha ha ha.
ummily May 2023
As we grow up,
we become less afraid
of being haunted
and more afraid
of being heart broken.
©
I heard a ghost in my house today,
I told it to go away.
I guess this
is growing up.
©
Ken Pepiton Oct 2022
This is me, on a slow-fast-slow-fast-slow paced
day in the life,
day.

I have these,
one after another, so far.

So, good, I think, fine, day
doing daily deeds,
day by day, done
one day.

Not days, not days and days
and nights, after each,
or before, but
day one, this
one, done
with vigor and gusto,
from high zazen
slightly grinning,
something more than smiling.
being alive aware awake, present tense.
Renée C Sep 2022
There lives this one guy in Kuopio
who is just a little bit dope, yo
his jokes are appalling
and yet he's enthralling
he's goofy, yet somehow I cope, though <3
This poem is also appalling. There's a reason my poetry doesn't rhyme. :P
Robert Ronnow Aug 2022
Sometimes we like to do something for the story
we’ll tell afterwards. Buy a ’58 Pontiac, climb
a mountain in the dark. Lamar tells ***** jokes
with class, knows how to wait awhile, bend
a syllable and savor the laughter. We go on

with our absurd work, building a fence miles long
waste of steel and strong straight lodgepole pine
but even I don’t opine against it anymore. We’re
self-acknowledged children, fence is play and
livelihood also, but something cheerful as sunshine

for all the death it costs. There is so much life
a little death doesn’t matter. We stretch our muscles
the men feel like men, the women feel good too.
We stand around, watch a young rabbit one morning.
Alan S Bailey Jan 2022
Some people love to show you how to kick (go in for the attack!)
I'm the one who taught my shadow on the wall...






...how to KICK BACK!
Kick *** was my mentor

LOL...so true
SophiaAtlas Dec 2021
:)
I just can't handle automatic doors.
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