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at every moment there came a pause beneath the glass as the cold passed through us and the wheels rolled on and the oxygen around us moved slowly and we were safe or at least that's how the day felt warm and soft a comfort to my scrambled, savage soul as deep down below me the beast (the road) was defeated guess the world just seems to me a place that needs to be defeated every so often guess the same could refer to me now, that's a thought
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Jan 23, 2014
Jan 23, 2014 at 10:11 AM UTC
"i" was gone today
common crowds hold swords to mock to frown to opt for blood crowds who forgot to stop now bow to show worth low fog rolls cross for old cohorts who troop who follow who go forth to drown for most worlds to toss to hold to bowl down sons who droop crowds do not know who took stock sons do not know who to block for words do drown now worlds do brown only to look lost
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Mar 10, 2020
Mar 10, 2020 at 6:56 PM UTC
only to look lost
freckle lined and hued with pink angled gently in a curved facade red, curled and pillowed over her face and around her ear. coppered brown flick her eye and eye and eye trickle down, find the bridge and there ***** of inhalation. the arch of hair lead over her forehead blank in between pointing downward to end at the tip of her lip. a lip turned coral by the line of blood traveled continually hill to hill to hill. her ear linked to the gentle flaked cover of her body. word after word floating from her throat murmured into heartache of an adrift lover. marking her cheek up and down placed darkly and with magic.
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Feb 14, 2018
Feb 14, 2018 at 5:15 PM UTC
mind the "s"
Going down a rabbit's hollow Past a stinking burning bush Such a sour pill to swallow Moral living lacks a push Poison's going to **** us all Not our body – just our mind Maintain your brain in alcohol Alas your Savior now is blind Follow, fail and fall or finish Hold your favour stay your path If you sink, your soul diminish Your own spirit finds your wrath Failing at communication Builds up your immunity Holding faith to show causation Spouting with impunity                             rc
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Dec 6, 2019
Dec 6, 2019 at 12:17 AM UTC
Poison
A lipogram I cry aloud, My first in fact, I’m slightly proud, To all who know of what I drawl, I post it now upon my wall. This task is tough and trying though, Only using A, I, U and O. Two-thirds of words do not apply, And now I think you might grasp why. I’ll stop my scrawling so you can wallow, On how this lipogram is so hard to swallow. And until I think of a good part two, I’ll sanction additional scribing to you.
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Aug 23, 2019
Aug 23, 2019 at 5:46 AM UTC
Easy with the E's
See the depressed deed Delve deep Cry, the elegy's creed. Elsewhere: Breeds new Bzz-bees, elm trees, electric eels Ever-steel freeze Sweet revenge's creep, then screech Wed, cheer, speech Fresh breeze, meets seeds Frees weeds. Here: Wet cheeks, we weep Regret seeps Need jeers. Yes, we bleed Yet Every eye never sees Every remedy. never felt By the helpless.
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Oct 2, 2018
Oct 2, 2018 at 6:24 PM UTC
elegy: a lipogram
Letters touch the soul, steel peels her core. She bleeds, bleeds red. The blood seeps to gore. Her eyes–lost clouds, pressed deep blue. She secures her touch, feels the rotted hole. Buh du buh du buh du bu; the world's crust creeps to closed port. The sole body left, the body left the soul the bullet rests her chest forever.
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Oct 21, 2025
Oct 21, 2025 at 9:44 PM UTC
Mikina and Bullet have nothing in Common
Greatness tames one's mess, as ants roam star streams on pomegranates. Grass as green as poems tease moments on pen. Moms greet strangers as poets greet stress. Tea stamps proper postage on one man's tan. Streets sang songs to rage among– some ego-popes as a goat pops grapes to grant taste to oats. Mottos groan more names on stones. A gate opens to an orange pane as a message to map tears on paper tapes.
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Nov 22, 2025
Nov 22, 2025 at 1:04 AM UTC
Pomegranates