#sample - Hello Poetry

follow the beat of my heart if you listen closely you can hear the yearning that pulses the building of my fear tenfold when i caught your eyes negative when i lose my mind try me like a sample size envision our futures intertwined

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Jan 29

Jan 29, 2026 at 7:54 AM UTC

munybee

Sample Size

follow the beat of my heart if you listen closely you can hear the yearning that pulses the building of my fear tenfold when i caught your eyes negative when i lose my mind try me like a sample size envision our futures intertwined

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“Did you bring the specimen sample?” the lab employee asked, “UUhhhhhhh, no, I wasn’t aware I had to bring it.” “Well…you can’t do that in here. Can you go home, do you live around here?” “I wouldn’t be able to get back before you closed.” “Ah **** well, okay, take this,” he handed me a sample jar, “There’s a restroom on the second floor—” “Woah! What? It’s a single-use restroom right?” “Yeah man, don’t worry, we’ve all gone up there when we needed some privacy.” “Jesus, okay, thanks, I’ll…be back…soon,” said in the manner of a partial-statement, partial-question, And so there I was, on the second floor of a lab facility, attempting to get a sample after perhaps I had already produced too many samples in too short of time, especially for a man like me who is no longer a teenager, it was a rather difficult process, the environment was less than conducive, and when it finally happened it gave me an exertion headache that was so excruciatingly painful I thought my brain was going to ******* explode out of my ******* ears, my life’s work, concluded as I fell to the pissy floor of this restroom, having produced an extremely small amount of sample, what I had been viewing on my phone would have surely amused many, disappointed a few, and maybe flattered one, but ultimately nothing would matter ‘cause I would be dead, oh well, When I went back downstairs to the office and gave the employee the jar he handed me a sterile one and told me, “Alright, just in case we need another sample, do it at home next time,” and I did.

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Mar 7, 2025

Mar 7, 2025 at 7:27 PM UTC

darylgussin

The Specimen Sample

“Did you bring the specimen sample?” the lab employee asked, “UUhhhhhhh, no, I wasn’t aware I had to bring it.” “Well…you can’t do that in here. Can you go home, do you live around here?” “I wouldn’t be able to get back before you closed.” “Ah **** well, okay, take this,” he handed me a sample jar, “There’s a restroom on the second floor—” “Woah! What? It’s a single-use restroom right?” “Yeah man, don’t worry, we’ve all gone up there when we needed some privacy.” “Jesus, okay, thanks, I’ll…be back…soon,” said in the manner of a partial-statement, partial-question, And so there I was, on the second floor of a lab facility, attempting to get a sample after perhaps I had already produced too many samples in too short of time, especially for a man like me who is no longer a teenager, it was a rather difficult process, the environment was less than conducive, and when it finally happened it gave me an exertion headache that was so excruciatingly painful I thought my brain was going to ******* explode out of my ******* ears, my life’s work, concluded as I fell to the pissy floor of this restroom, having produced an extremely small amount of sample, what I had been viewing on my phone would have surely amused many, disappointed a few, and maybe flattered one, but ultimately nothing would matter ‘cause I would be dead, oh well, When I went back downstairs to the office and gave the employee the jar he handed me a sterile one and told me, “Alright, just in case we need another sample, do it at home next time,” and I did.

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The truthful simplicity of the untruth. Is what Beatrice Potter said, of Ted Geisel's rhymes. Is it true the untrue is so believable? Who know. I, for one, must say I simply cannot say I know. I, for another, might say I believe unknowing is for one thing no worse than for two. Any two agreed, as greedily as any two ever in was, create a mind combined of two as different as me from you… agree and we form us, from a we wisht were true, a we some see as awesome, just me and you.

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Dec 26, 2023

Dec 26, 2023 at 2:01 PM UTC

kenpepiton

The truthful simplicity told

The truthful simplicity of the untruth. Is what Beatrice Potter said, of Ted Geisel's rhymes. Is it true the untrue is so believable? Who know. I, for one, must say I simply cannot say I know. I, for another, might say I believe unknowing is for one thing no worse than for two. Any two agreed, as greedily as any two ever in was, create a mind combined of two as different as me from you… agree and we form us, from a we wisht were true, a we some see as awesome, just me and you.

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I measure myself Just as you taught me: I press against walls So that they can mark me; I stand next to others And look up or look down; I stare at reflections Until imperfections are found. I measure and measure, I poke and I **** Until that which is measured Is depleted and gone.

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Feb 7, 2017

Feb 7, 2017 at 12:56 AM UTC

cheyenne37

White Coat

I measure myself Just as you taught me: I press against walls So that they can mark me; I stand next to others And look up or look down; I stare at reflections Until imperfections are found. I measure and measure, I poke and I **** Until that which is measured Is depleted and gone.

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