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- Mask Malfunction at allpoetry
Hey mother, I want to major
in drama. - take that, realsits. at allpoetry
Summer Romance,
take me away. We may be on the verge of an economic depression, - edisonian evolution at allpoetry
The day I knew I was no longer human was the day
that I looked at my own personal journal, sitting on my desk, - a poem on writing at allpoetry
writing is like playing god to adam;
you start with nothing, - why can't i work? at allpoetry
i wish that rain
would wash away my work ethic; - Fear your peers at allpoetry
I was born on an eve of semantic similarity;
we all came out of the womb poets. - give me (a) head at allpoetry
i dreamed that my head had been split cleanly in two
(whether by my own doing or another's was of no consequence) - curios are for losers at allpoetry
And even though I don't love you anymore,
for some reason I dream that you give me gifts. - eh? at allpoetry
don't be pressured into believeing it just because it makes sense
so much of - There used to be yeits at allpoetry
In my backyard,
there used to be yetis. - romancing pseudoscience at allpoetry
i am, of late,
romancing pseudoscience with highbrow reviews. - patience at allpoetry
patience is like a cannonball.
it requires a shit ton of force; - Seven at allpoetry
"Seven Angels upon Bethesda's wings,
Seven flighted things of fright, - - at allpoetry
Posies were posing on my peripheral vision today,
bouquets and nosegays were everywhere i almost-looked. - Horny at allpoetry
An unappealing interlude of
horns broke through the monotony today. - Maybe I'll go to church this sunday... at allpoetry
I never thought I would hear myself say this,
but... - colllllllllllllllllllege at allpoetry
So.
I'm here, - drafting at allpoetry
The boy and girl were always seen driving,
and the girl was always driven. - the glory of escaping rope at allpoetry
so, I cut my last loose end today.
- le petit prince at allpoetry
as if the world had called for a new reason to have lightning
in the evening or bullet holes on broadway, you showed up - roses at allpoetry
we laced ourselves in irony and innuendo, the fact that we were friends without knowledge - sun at allpoetry
sunglasses are like sin glasses said my mother. no one sees your eyes, not even the lord. oh mother, how wrong you were. my new sunglasses have opened my eyes, rather than hidden them. - misguided poet at allpoetry
i feel like a misguided poet, because i seek perfection of myself- - arcadia at allpoetry
he said to me "we don't do sadness here. here we are human. this is the place where - fuck at allpoetry
fuck poetry fuck lyricism - arab makeup artist at allpoetry
it has occurred to me that we are poets because we take an unparalleled and simultaneous joy and sorrow - melodrama at allpoetry
i went to the room of three mislabeled jars and took from each - 3 zero at allpoetry
I've lost track of the thirty year olds. they seem to slip away into time, - monologue in construction at allpoetry
When I was up there, the first thing to hit me was self-realization; and it came like a half-filled water balloon to the face. - The City is Alive at allpoetry
Incandescent inflammations flared up between throats and power cords. We found ourselves - Photopoem (under construction) at allpoetry
http://www.flickr.com/photos/hamed/327939900/ http://www.flickr.com/photos/vubui/47617247/ - 3 hai-coups (nuder construction) at allpoetry
1. your words smell of rot, - Adam and Steve at allpoetry
IV ivy helped bare the fruits of labor. Original sin. - Sky and I at allpoetry
You see... the sky an I fought death back in the 1980's, the sky and I, we brought down countless desert despots, - Get Over It at allpoetry
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