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  • dichotomancy at allpoetry
    So its serious.
    So I've certainly slipped sidelong into something serene,
  • ...doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city... at allpoetry
    The sun weighs a ton
    and handles my shadow badly.
  • breakup from inside blankets. at allpoetry
    I woke up this morning holding a blanket tight,
    after a sleepless night of losing you, slowly.
  • Autumn, again. at allpoetry
    Here comes the numb,
    doo,
  • floodplain, rain, restlessness. at allpoetry
    Leisurely livestock, we must reach that mountaintop.
    I won't be the one to reign on your parade,
  • summer in overtime. at allpoetry
    August crushed the last bit of puss from my blisters.
    It's true:
  • Rivencarnation at allpoetry
    I've been:
  • Why Flint needs a poetry facelift. at allpoetry
    This is Future:
    http://badgals-radio.com/?page_id=385
  • come one, come all. at allpoetry
    Lurid black beckons you back. Slack jaws saw that woman in half
  • digesting city life. at allpoetry
    Back to the gritty world, pavement raving mad,
  • At night, we take long walks through the city. at allpoetry
    Well, another appalling day plays at stalling my way
  • a failed attempt at spring. at allpoetry
    Outside, the city was hollow
  • a man who lived in dreams at allpoetry
    "Its just that he was always alone, never anyone to share the game.
  • silence ensues at allpoetry
    I am sick with sadness. She said she'd stay
  • Everywhere but there. at allpoetry
    Today the air played at being ice, and my mind played at being my mouth,
  • all I want at allpoetry
    All I want is your body, tottering odd pottery,
  • dream house at allpoetry
    I dream of buildings, and conversations.
  • the broken girl and glue boy. at allpoetry
    Too many pieces. Too many little brittle bits
  • Stay at allpoetry
    To dote; To hope to quote
  • with a knife. at allpoetry
    She started her period last night, frightened little me huddled,
  • Run and Coke (published by the U of M Flint Theatre department) at allpoetry
    Run is in his car, doing a line of cocaine off of an old cd as he drives down the expressway, his knee on the steering wheel. He sucks up a rail real quick and begins fidgeting with the radio, wheeling through static and
  • Burning Books at allpoetry

    Toss those scrolls away!
  • forget it. at allpoetry
    I pictured worlds made of her neckline, as I brushed back hair from the horizon,
  • Four Lakes Avenue at allpoetry
    Written for THE 392 in ten minutes.
  • dreams of falling at allpoetry
    are dreams of failing
  • vote at allpoetry
    This city grinds gritty spittle riddled with pity. savor the flavor of saliva arrival,
  • for Kiersten at allpoetry
    I sit in a dusty yard, where volleyball nets fall,
  • Concur. at allpoetry
    With breath tasting of almonds, / she spoke of Brahman and angels. / My virginity her vicinity did strangle. / Not that I hadn't had sex / under my boots before. / That and more / have the soles of my feet ex
  • 6/27/07 at allpoetry
    Ishtar.... / Far be it from me to stand under your moon and demand that you see / or grant me a boon. I understand that we / must part when the croon of the rooster says sun / and our two to this tune be a duo made o
  • Good morning, have a sentence. at allpoetry
    The full shadow of a silver moon / rides high astride noon, / where this coffee drips, / I sip until then is soon; / today, / away, / someplace / in June.
  • so five minutes ago. at allpoetry
    Fuck my past. / I'm past who had the last laugh when amassed is the math that graphs the epitaphs. / I've trashed your wrath. You don't have a calf to be slaughtered, just a lost path and a head half full of bong water.
  • April 4, for reni. at allpoetry
    Her eyes
    (I's)
  • April 3 ( Utnushiptim. immortality versus time. ) at allpoetry
    Though Uruk shook with each step he took
    and his teeth bared, he was scared. He stared but never looked
  • April 2 at allpoetry
    In my head, it is autumn.
    It is coolest October;
  • plastic easter eggs at allpoetry
    The pores of the earth open and spring pours forth,
    stately in my land of ice and sand in the north.
  • I guess this is goodbye, Allpoetry. at allpoetry
    I've been on Allpoetry longer than I've belonged to any website on the internet. I'd assumed I always would, but that is not the case becau
  • Success at allpoetry
    It's just that:
    it's so difficult to see the top of the mountain,
  • The American Infidel at allpoetry
    2000 years of Jihad should come as no surprise.
  • Just a Verse at allpoetry
    Hey, yo, circumstance:
    give me a chance to spit a bar,
  • friday morning. at allpoetry
    I was awakened by the sun screaming sadness into my sight,
    into oculars overloaded by bottomless abuses brought by night.