"anthropologie" poems - Hello Poetry

I walk through campus wearing black leggings and those faded, leather boots. I’m even wearing an infinity scarf I bought full price at Anthropologie and a pair of tiger-striped cat eye sunglasses. **** I look good. On top of it, I’m smoking a Parliament menthol, my red-lined lips whipping smoke into the dead air, creating a grey cloud that some would call cancerous and others, **** But no one notices me, and, candidly, I am okay with that because I notice me, and I am a big red dance button that demands to be pushed. So, I push myself and groove down the brown brick road all the way to classroom 114 in the science building.

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Jan 9, 2016

Jan 9, 2016 at 3:42 PM UTC

KingPanda

To class

I walk through campus wearing black leggings and those faded, leather boots. I’m even wearing an infinity scarf I bought full price at Anthropologie and a pair of tiger-striped cat eye sunglasses. **** I look good. On top of it, I’m smoking a Parliament menthol, my red-lined lips whipping smoke into the dead air, creating a grey cloud that some would call cancerous and others, **** But no one notices me, and, candidly, I am okay with that because I notice me, and I am a big red dance button that demands to be pushed. So, I push myself and groove down the brown brick road all the way to classroom 114 in the science building.

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i'm making fish sticks in the kitchen drinking a blue moon thinking about how i sat gracefully, weightless on your back while you laid there shirtless and i squeezed every knot out of you like wringing a bleached towel out and you switched, sitting on top of me rubbing that sweet ******** anthropologie scent into my skin and i told you what i wanted for christmas and you apologized for getting cheeto dust on my down comforter and we'll drive halfway across the country just to find ourselves in it and you apologized for doing coke and i apologized for not caring and you held my face between your hands like some kind of heart shaped pebble you found on the beach and i was glowing and you let me scratch at you with needles and i was glowing but i don't love you, and i don't think i could

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Nov 12, 2014

Nov 12, 2014 at 8:14 PM UTC

kelia

diluted

i'm making fish sticks in the kitchen drinking a blue moon thinking about how i sat gracefully, weightless on your back while you laid there shirtless and i squeezed every knot out of you like wringing a bleached towel out and you switched, sitting on top of me rubbing that sweet ******** anthropologie scent into my skin and i told you what i wanted for christmas and you apologized for getting cheeto dust on my down comforter and we'll drive halfway across the country just to find ourselves in it and you apologized for doing coke and i apologized for not caring and you held my face between your hands like some kind of heart shaped pebble you found on the beach and i was glowing and you let me scratch at you with needles and i was glowing but i don't love you, and i don't think i could

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Purge mode! Purge mode! Everything must go! I haven’t worn these pants in at least twelve months. Purge! This was my go to cute top in ‘07, but it shrunk. Purge! These shoes are embarrassingly loud, they go “THWUMP, THWUMP, THWUMP.” Purge! Once, in this dress, someone mistakenly thought I was knocked up. Purge! Cool expensive hat from Anthropologie I’ve worn not a once? Oh wait, maybe keep that one. Nah, just kidding, PUUUUUUUURGE!

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Apr 16, 2018

Apr 16, 2018 at 5:49 PM UTC

RobertaFrosty

Purge Mode

Purge mode! Purge mode! Everything must go! I haven’t worn these pants in at least twelve months. Purge! This was my go to cute top in ‘07, but it shrunk. Purge! These shoes are embarrassingly loud, they go “THWUMP, THWUMP, THWUMP.” Purge! Once, in this dress, someone mistakenly thought I was knocked up. Purge! Cool expensive hat from Anthropologie I’ve worn not a once? Oh wait, maybe keep that one. Nah, just kidding, PUUUUUUUURGE!

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