#distinction - Hello Poetry

It was silk that was choked on, It was wind which was blowing. For the fly never is caught Until the act of consumption! Yet, if by consumption, Is the spider itself conditioned? What few arachnids shall spin no web, Like few snakes whom have no venom. Defanged or deglanded, I suppose only fools make distinction Between either of them. Yet, if by the action, Is the hand itself also conditioned?

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Apr 17, 2025

Apr 17, 2025 at 10:31 AM UTC

manx-kronos-pragna

Soft Hands, Brother.

It was silk that was choked on, It was wind which was blowing. For the fly never is caught Until the act of consumption! Yet, if by consumption, Is the spider itself conditioned? What few arachnids shall spin no web, Like few snakes whom have no venom. Defanged or deglanded, I suppose only fools make distinction Between either of them. Yet, if by the action, Is the hand itself also conditioned?

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State: Delighted, does that blow your candle out? Ready, reader of the perfect press, as long as the culture of the internet persists, expanding with useless data subconscious meta data we used to make into these tools that force define phrazes, like we used to… what- oh, time, we used to do with think through, used to make sense, common inert intelligence all readers have. Did you read the entire cereal box, each time? You are imaginably a perfect round vessle, to snuggly fit where the perfect square, set at convenient lifting level in the hull, Allows the amphora chance, heave, ** lug the jugs, raise the anchor set sail, be on our way, for such a long day, the mind and Psyche are one, a we and an I is more than one partical of mind, we use to fit time in a klein bottle. Ai, andjaknow it is so now that never has a prayer of ever happening, and that never doesn't make sense.

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May 16, 2024

May 16, 2024 at 9:06 PM UTC

kenpepiton

Common Sence Shards

State: Delighted, does that blow your candle out? Ready, reader of the perfect press, as long as the culture of the internet persists, expanding with useless data subconscious meta data we used to make into these tools that force define phrazes, like we used to… what- oh, time, we used to do with think through, used to make sense, common inert intelligence all readers have. Did you read the entire cereal box, each time? You are imaginably a perfect round vessle, to snuggly fit where the perfect square, set at convenient lifting level in the hull, Allows the amphora chance, heave, ** lug the jugs, raise the anchor set sail, be on our way, for such a long day, the mind and Psyche are one, a we and an I is more than one partical of mind, we use to fit time in a klein bottle. Ai, andjaknow it is so now that never has a prayer of ever happening, and that never doesn't make sense.

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"Go deep son!" I run deep for the long one But there's no one The ball doesn't come Now I'm just on the run A prodigal, no, a wayward unwanted only son With no distinction of direction between to or from someone I'd give everything for a destination I'd give it all for a connection I'd settle for a distraction Or even a sliver of affection ©2024

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Feb 8, 2024

Feb 8, 2024 at 4:34 PM UTC

bettsjc187

~•§•~ Shouldn't be Too Much To Ask ~•§•~

"Go deep son!" I run deep for the long one But there's no one The ball doesn't come Now I'm just on the run A prodigal, no, a wayward unwanted only son With no distinction of direction between to or from someone I'd give everything for a destination I'd give it all for a connection I'd settle for a distraction Or even a sliver of affection ©2024

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In a nutshell, I’m not a circle… but speed humps ahead That’s hell… and it’s not a hurdle I’m seeking to jump again

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Feb 1, 2019

Feb 1, 2019 at 9:36 AM UTC

kabelo

Polarization

In a nutshell, I’m not a circle… but speed humps ahead That’s hell… and it’s not a hurdle I’m seeking to jump again

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We are all different leaves, off the same Fall tree.

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Oct 31, 2015

Oct 31, 2015 at 11:52 PM UTC

Joshuanieves

Distinction (10w)

We are all different leaves, off the same Fall tree.

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You were a slave to the pre-established ambitions of a heightless power. Interrogated due to your distinction. Obliged into your choices. Now you sit. Proud of your seat, But not knowing You can stand.

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Jan 9, 2015

Jan 9, 2015 at 1:51 PM UTC

stefan-smith

Stand

You were a slave to the pre-established ambitions of a heightless power. Interrogated due to your distinction. Obliged into your choices. Now you sit. Proud of your seat, But not knowing You can stand.

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