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#untidy
You rifle through cupboards and drawers Like some baby grizzly bear: Bits and pieces pulled out and thrown across the floor Untidily and indifferently All in a search to find what you are looking for A bra perhaps or pair of warmer socks in winter Clean pants after showering
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Jun 10, 2020
Jun 10, 2020 at 11:33 AM UTC
Poem for K.
He watches a life burn down to dusty ash From a tiny, yellow gas flame That lights the cigarette in his hand That churns out words from his troubled brain. A writer's violence hides, not in his eyes, But in angry, quivering palms that trace A venomous, untidy, familiar scrawl Reducing her complexity to scribbles on a page. Though he mourns the memories of happier days He feeds it all to his carnage.
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Dec 20, 2015
Dec 20, 2015 at 9:19 AM UTC
Carnage