"monobloc" poems - Hello Poetry

slugging and chortling all infinite and lax leaning back on monobloc chairs— some borrowed courage some borrowed reflex some leased home to a figure shadowboxing in stereophonic eclipsing volume sentimental love song, some humdrum alchemy of ale and whiskey, feeding us with lies straight to our fallible ears as guava and atis whiplash in inebriated sensurround of playful mirth and feelingfulness toppling the signs painting the avatars incarnadine with black-wounds again the music rending the vale lying straight to the face something the heart still is— gears and clash-work of analog deceit and fecund belief; some permutation of early, imagined falling into fledgling beats of pining softly dancing in echoing beds watch this twitch of my finger meets to cigarette ember afloat in verdure-jazz, lunar offspring of the tubular deadbeat — crossing this side of strife-torn street, hopscotch in staccato. i believe there is rescue in here somewhere as a tricycle blares its rapacious orchestra of metal underneath the makeshift moon, why, it is so much better to burn out than fade away, the song lying again straight to our disgusted faces.

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Nov 18, 2015

Nov 18, 2015 at 10:27 PM UTC

windsor-i-guadalupe-jr

Permutations Of Early, Imagined Falling Into

slugging and chortling all infinite and lax leaning back on monobloc chairs— some borrowed courage some borrowed reflex some leased home to a figure shadowboxing in stereophonic eclipsing volume sentimental love song, some humdrum alchemy of ale and whiskey, feeding us with lies straight to our fallible ears as guava and atis whiplash in inebriated sensurround of playful mirth and feelingfulness toppling the signs painting the avatars incarnadine with black-wounds again the music rending the vale lying straight to the face something the heart still is— gears and clash-work of analog deceit and fecund belief; some permutation of early, imagined falling into fledgling beats of pining softly dancing in echoing beds watch this twitch of my finger meets to cigarette ember afloat in verdure-jazz, lunar offspring of the tubular deadbeat — crossing this side of strife-torn street, hopscotch in staccato. i believe there is rescue in here somewhere as a tricycle blares its rapacious orchestra of metal underneath the makeshift moon, why, it is so much better to burn out than fade away, the song lying again straight to our disgusted faces.

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I think I left a domesday device in big yellow storage- no the grimoire, Doktor Dee had that, think he lost it while absolutely ****** on K cider. Losing all his teeth. The pages are scrunched up, trodden, sodden on some minor wasteland path, probably in Coldean. You know, those treacherous corners of ******* resolutely and hopelessly parked upon by a dog **** Papa Lebron's been making it rain down most of Lewes Road, but it never floods. Leads to the sea, you see. Old warlords sit on monobloc chairs outside the garages they rent out with their war chests & loans, gesturing slowly across the way to each other. My shoes, my jeans, my jacket, all falling apart. What I need is to raise a good old army o' the dead and take those rusty garagesm store them for ransom in Big yellow Storage and wait-wait-wait for the bounty to roll right in.

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May 5, 2016

May 5, 2016 at 6:24 AM UTC

h-w-erellson

Succession

I think I left a domesday device in big yellow storage- no the grimoire, Doktor Dee had that, think he lost it while absolutely ****** on K cider. Losing all his teeth. The pages are scrunched up, trodden, sodden on some minor wasteland path, probably in Coldean. You know, those treacherous corners of ******* resolutely and hopelessly parked upon by a dog **** Papa Lebron's been making it rain down most of Lewes Road, but it never floods. Leads to the sea, you see. Old warlords sit on monobloc chairs outside the garages they rent out with their war chests & loans, gesturing slowly across the way to each other. My shoes, my jeans, my jacket, all falling apart. What I need is to raise a good old army o' the dead and take those rusty garagesm store them for ransom in Big yellow Storage and wait-wait-wait for the bounty to roll right in.

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Bakit ba kayraming naghahangad kumuha ng upuan at mayakyak sa gano'ng klaseng lilingkuran gayong kayraming bangko at monobloc na puwedeng up'an? At kung maupo na'y ano? Di man lang magawang tumayo at tingnan ang kalagayan ng mga taong nakatayo sa harapan na sa tinagal-tagal na panahon ay nanigas na't na-estatwa habang pinanonood kang nakaupo ng komportable sa hangad na upuan.

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Apr 22, 2019

Apr 22, 2019 at 12:23 AM UTC

donward-bughaw

Upuan

Bakit ba kayraming naghahangad kumuha ng upuan at mayakyak sa gano'ng klaseng lilingkuran gayong kayraming bangko at monobloc na puwedeng up'an? At kung maupo na'y ano? Di man lang magawang tumayo at tingnan ang kalagayan ng mga taong nakatayo sa harapan na sa tinagal-tagal na panahon ay nanigas na't na-estatwa habang pinanonood kang nakaupo ng komportable sa hangad na upuan.

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