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#sensory poems

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I drip colors you cannot seeI can no longer hide / My soul ignited / once disparaged

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#289when I say last year I hit an all time low, / I mean that I spent two hundred and eighty nine days without sunlight, / I’ve never known a rose to grow immersed in eternal night -

@madison-curran28

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SucculentPsychedelic spokes / Spinning out from / An undetermined center

@racquel-davis25

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the thought of youthe thought of you whispers to me / in my lonesome moments / your stride glides swiftly to me

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OverwhelmedLately I’ve felt as though every little sound and feeling and smell and sight is grating at my nerves and chipping away at my sanity. / My clothes feel constricting and too loose and scratchy and smooth and not right / My ears are full of constant ticking and ringing and noise

@Ephemeral_Oblivion18

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the car accidentthe sound of a car accident is deafening. / time almost seems to stop, / as shards of glass and metal fly through the air,

@bumbleberries13

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Losera crunch / a wet thud & then the slap of skin against pavement / broken cartilage

@mayhem-is-a-virtue7

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Fudge (haiku)Layers and folds yield / to pressure, tongue sinks - dissolves / into soft, sweet bliss.

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IntensitiesLife / Happens so quickly / You must divide it

@wesley-joseph-breedlove40

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The FanSometimes, I'm just like / "Is the fan even on? / I feel the vibrations of its movement

@bluealiceoasis7

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why can’t I write anymorewords swirl in my head / and dance between the lines / flirtatiously

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SocksSometimes I feel defeated / by the fact that socks / can make or break my day

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AmygdalaYour cologne is on my shelf / So at least I don’t have to miss your smell

@SmileNowSunshine2

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I Will WaitI will wait for the one who feels like baking sugar cookies / For the one that smells like climbing trees / For the one that looks like a morning after sleeping in a hotel

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ASMRAutonomous Sensory Meridian Response / It is quite mysterious the origin of such pleasure / Common is the multi-culturally adopted belief

@glenn-mccrary56

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plaited bodies, bouncing soulsI want to lay with you / and let you see my soul, / that it can recognize you as mine.

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chemistrylimiting reactant: that’s you & that's me / both of us standing on a cliff, / neither of us jumping

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Cocktail Party Effect~ / *Major blue empty: / first listen to the weather pattern;

@Carlo-C-Gomez19

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3.20.16we woke up together, enveloped in each other and your bedsheets, to the sound of soft wind chimes in your bedroom window and cars driving past your home. your room smells like your cologne and the laundry detergent my mother used when i was young. you lazily half moaned, half murmured, "good morning, love," and you, with your dazed condition and morning breath, found my lips and met them with yours. you pulled me in closer and ran your fingers gently through my messy, tangled hair, and i inhaled your scent so deeply i could feel it softly settle in the bottoms of my lungs. the morning sun shined through your bedroom window and the shadows of the trees outside danced in the wind along your baby blue bedroom walls. you ran the tips of your fingers gently in sporadic loops along my shoulder blade and spine. we lay there and took it all in, took each other in, our legs intertwined and my head against your chest. for these few minutes i found myself wishing we could live infinitely in these small, precious moments, the ones we take for granted, the ones we only remember when the big picture is gone. i snuggled closer into your arms and we drifted back to sleep, heartbeats synced and bedsheets entangled in our legs.

@villepercussion16

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diary 12/23welcome to a place you used to call home and now is full of strangers / the smell of coffee, forgotten faith, and lost memories cling to the bronze walls - broken friendships (at least partially your fault) taste like bitter chocolate and your could-have-beens echo off the high ceilings / upside down city lights drown in the reflection of leftover rainwater - your tires slash through them and you think quietly about the skin on your forearms

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Ivory YellowFingernails clack on / Piano keys, yellow teeth / Sour milk on marble...

@apomegranatesmemoir133

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SunsetI see the clouds above me, / They're floating in the sky, / I wonder what they see,

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some soundsradio music is a memory recalled all too clearly. resting in an electric cage we take to the cemetery, a friend’s house, the museum. // / guitar wails, sighs, screams, whispers. / flick of the wrist, exhale of the mind. //

@hardlygnarlycharly21

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