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"plinks" poems
Gripping ***** locks knotted to his scalp, she kicks him to the road. Glass bottle bits scrabbling under his fingernails; he yelps, dragging away. Their pressed flower daughter clings to the soot-stained wall. She tiptoes his nape into the pavement, drawing a gag and gurgle bubbling out of his throat. Two fingers pull his nose, resting his teeth on the curb. An incisor plinks to the girl’s feet. She hugs it as close as a home.
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Dec 6, 2012
Dec 6, 2012 at 4:58 PM UTC
The Dentist
. Fazzy moams on wivvel crusts carry jazms on flocked pavs. Rinkulled witty over sark unburcoaled plinks of bloo. Serry nark are they cronking and fillipas grapples in kloque. Verx on spappled gurns are they torting through gattering weems. Fernol wend the schism klone Glolling fast in clutty pawk. Scenty flox drozzle by teas Nisting on cowt rinnalled dawn. Yurish casts of nash pigoon stoz over hinty-hanty bynum. When in merdeen lemp quimsy dilly noff flyx and wempwarble. For loofin under korots mingle At the imtem tong fallop. Shoozy bales of cremp deflate and gwample rooks the plisties. ©Pagan Paul (22/06/16)
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Mar 8, 2017
Mar 8, 2017 at 7:45 PM UTC
Jibberish
The malady Knocks on my door The hall is empty and bleak Dark doors keeping secrets I tape a spoon against a wine glass Its plinks sings from room to room Looks for and outlet Settles like dust on book shelf As residues of unspoken words I hear children in the street jubilant voices Pain subsides Get out of my chair slowly, a battle won
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Apr 4, 2017
Apr 4, 2017 at 4:45 AM UTC
the malady
Summer’s not done but the oven plinks anyway and the sizzle of potatoes in too much fat rattles on regardless
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Aug 22, 2021
Aug 22, 2021 at 8:07 AM UTC
Roasting
hearing sound for the first time after not knowing it for years because i'm selfish fooled myself into thinking i didn't need to hear to know what you are saying i can get by with reading your lips i can even hear what you aren't saying there are 365 days in a year 1,095 days in three 60 seconds in a minute 525,600 minutes in a year 26,280 hours in three i heard you maybe once or twice i thought "middle school is just a bunch of drama it's okay if i tune out for a while" i thought "high school is just a waste of time" i don't need to hear the melodramatics and fights when i went in for my yearly hearing check-ups with the audiologist she asked me if i'd been wearing my hearing aides i said no rolled my eyes and tuned out her lecture on losing the ability to speak it has been three years four if i'm being truthful i'm relearning language in a way i've never known language silence is so ******* loud i can hear the plips and plinks of water droplets bouncing off of porcelain in the bathroom, two rooms away sound is vibrating in front of me like i'm watching a movie of sound again maybe i'll be able to turn off the closed captions or maybe i'll keep them people are hard to understand sometimes even with dialogue running along the bottom of the screen i like what i'm hearing but just in case there's ever a time when words are a bit too sharp and on the verge of hurting me i'll know to turn the volume down instead of taking my ears out. - -z.z
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Nov 24, 2015
Nov 24, 2015 at 5:29 PM UTC
ReSound
Gentle arrhythmic plinks down from the plumbing vent through the stove hood then plink-a-plank-a-clank        clank    clank   clank   clank  clank clankclankclank the roof rumbling now soft flashes beyond the blinds the deep throated distant thunder tumbling over clouds and air into our living room where I am grateful for a dry pad and pen.
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Jun 11, 2022
Jun 11, 2022 at 1:13 AM UTC
Rain d r o p s