"reticulum" poems - Hello Poetry

There is a vast Ocean we call the Universe. In it are Galaxies like Plankton. Within them are Stars Systems like Cells. The Stars themselves are like Nuclei, are surrounded by Planets like Ribosomes, Vesicle, Rough and Smooth endoplasmic reticulum, Golgi apparatus, Cytoskeleton, Mitochondria, Vacuole, Cytosol, Lysosome, Centrioles within Centrosome. And sometimes in the planets are Civilizations like Atoms. Within these civilizations are People, some Positive like Protons, some Negative like Electrons, and some who just don't give a **** just like Neutrons. Making every single thing an Important (but Not Better than the other) part of the Whole System.

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Oct 24, 2013

Oct 24, 2013 at 9:56 PM UTC

masoom-rahman

Ocean of the Universe

There is a vast Ocean we call the Universe. In it are Galaxies like Plankton. Within them are Stars Systems like Cells. The Stars themselves are like Nuclei, are surrounded by Planets like Ribosomes, Vesicle, Rough and Smooth endoplasmic reticulum, Golgi apparatus, Cytoskeleton, Mitochondria, Vacuole, Cytosol, Lysosome, Centrioles within Centrosome. And sometimes in the planets are Civilizations like Atoms. Within these civilizations are People, some Positive like Protons, some Negative like Electrons, and some who just don't give a **** just like Neutrons. Making every single thing an Important (but Not Better than the other) part of the Whole System.

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a thirst for the divine inspiration which is probably hidden in this coffee bean. structure & form are reflective of meaning & function, so what does that make my body? what does that make my face? other people's opinions are always teasing like they were brushes and the strands of my hair were days but the 80s are long gone and i've got bigger dogs to wrestle. if you compare a strong mule to a peeping baby bird you've wrapped up the history of thought in two corrosive words. i want fervently to have hope in my species. but i walk a path that weaves tight between compassion & contempt. if structure & form are reflective of meaning & function, then i am trickling down with the fresh melted snow, pouring myself in a muddy stream filled with silver gold spirals that span the visible spectrum, elongating & growing forever

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Feb 18, 2011

Feb 18, 2011 at 11:56 AM UTC

dre-g

the rough endoplasmic reticulum

a thirst for the divine inspiration which is probably hidden in this coffee bean. structure & form are reflective of meaning & function, so what does that make my body? what does that make my face? other people's opinions are always teasing like they were brushes and the strands of my hair were days but the 80s are long gone and i've got bigger dogs to wrestle. if you compare a strong mule to a peeping baby bird you've wrapped up the history of thought in two corrosive words. i want fervently to have hope in my species. but i walk a path that weaves tight between compassion & contempt. if structure & form are reflective of meaning & function, then i am trickling down with the fresh melted snow, pouring myself in a muddy stream filled with silver gold spirals that span the visible spectrum, elongating & growing forever

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That was then, this is now Who was where when what was how? Hear them take their last breath as they're shot down I scream Floating in the gene pool, expecting the man who can walk on water to arrive Sell outs and everyone who has had a bad week even though it's only Monday Whippersnappers hang their heads in shame I am one of twelve So expendable We live in gluttony Lineleaders, math teachers, bottom-feeders have no idea Watch them fall and be forced to crawl on their bellies We laugh Lewandowsky-Lutz dysplasia, getting back to your roots Progeric clock-makers, lying dead on The Yellow Brick Road Thin-skinned Transsexuals putting bricks in their purses We live by eight We die from our weight And go unbloomed -Tommy Johnson Standing in a nuclear reactor somewhere in Chernobyl looking for the truth It might be in my contaminated endoplasmic reticulum I am a radiant Doppler radar Monopoly dollar Singing in the shower, amateur hour Projecting sour notes Pouring out their hearts and souls, hear them Trying Moo-juice nectar, spilling off The Round Table Blondes in red bracelets, Kabbalah saves them Henry pays no tax, John Berryman's bats tell us You are the lunatic We are the two quarters of a half-wit This whole thing is insane -Tommy Johnson

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Sep 17, 2014

Sep 17, 2014 at 10:49 AM UTC

tommy-johnson

A Horse Of A Different Color

That was then, this is now Who was where when what was how? Hear them take their last breath as they're shot down I scream Floating in the gene pool, expecting the man who can walk on water to arrive Sell outs and everyone who has had a bad week even though it's only Monday Whippersnappers hang their heads in shame I am one of twelve So expendable We live in gluttony Lineleaders, math teachers, bottom-feeders have no idea Watch them fall and be forced to crawl on their bellies We laugh Lewandowsky-Lutz dysplasia, getting back to your roots Progeric clock-makers, lying dead on The Yellow Brick Road Thin-skinned Transsexuals putting bricks in their purses We live by eight We die from our weight And go unbloomed -Tommy Johnson Standing in a nuclear reactor somewhere in Chernobyl looking for the truth It might be in my contaminated endoplasmic reticulum I am a radiant Doppler radar Monopoly dollar Singing in the shower, amateur hour Projecting sour notes Pouring out their hearts and souls, hear them Trying Moo-juice nectar, spilling off The Round Table Blondes in red bracelets, Kabbalah saves them Henry pays no tax, John Berryman's bats tell us You are the lunatic We are the two quarters of a half-wit This whole thing is insane -Tommy Johnson

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Lying teeth - Creep Dearer. - silence roars. The closer it contracts, further it draws away. Astonished to find You're still confined inside Your mind. Destroy the weaker and hide behind reticulum. In the realm of a hollow crown I absconded, endeavoured to uncover. I‘ve left myself behind, an inch beneath water decorous A wisp of smoke as it climbs. Carry your shame, rise to the chime, an unfamiliar invitation. Bring your mind back around, around to this callous. The room begins to gratify; You tax, obambulate, depress. diminished. Penduluming will never mollify, placate. The moment you appreciate, Passing. - Treasure motive abhor being. Be succinct. Prove, Demonstrate.

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Nov 8, 2017

Nov 8, 2017 at 7:18 PM UTC

AHButler

Proprioception

Lying teeth - Creep Dearer. - silence roars. The closer it contracts, further it draws away. Astonished to find You're still confined inside Your mind. Destroy the weaker and hide behind reticulum. In the realm of a hollow crown I absconded, endeavoured to uncover. I‘ve left myself behind, an inch beneath water decorous A wisp of smoke as it climbs. Carry your shame, rise to the chime, an unfamiliar invitation. Bring your mind back around, around to this callous. The room begins to gratify; You tax, obambulate, depress. diminished. Penduluming will never mollify, placate. The moment you appreciate, Passing. - Treasure motive abhor being. Be succinct. Prove, Demonstrate.

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I’ll pour this vial of pills to fall through my neck to push out my navel so I can grow up and out I’ll watch it all dissolve in my hands watch my world dissolve in my hands so it can finally be mine something entirely mine And as I’m standing on the big blue planet eyes tunnelling into the moon I will drape the reticulum over some other creature and no more burden shall I be lying deep in the milky sea

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Jan 15, 2017

Jan 15, 2017 at 3:14 AM UTC

misshoney

The Reticulum

I’ll pour this vial of pills to fall through my neck to push out my navel so I can grow up and out I’ll watch it all dissolve in my hands watch my world dissolve in my hands so it can finally be mine something entirely mine And as I’m standing on the big blue planet eyes tunnelling into the moon I will drape the reticulum over some other creature and no more burden shall I be lying deep in the milky sea

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