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REINCARNATION
IT IS TIME, TIME THAT THIS DORMANT BRAIN IS
ONCE AGAIN REINCARNATED FROM ITS SELF
SENTENCED INTERNMENT.
TIME FOR WORDS TO BEGIN AGAIN TO FLOW
INTO A STREAM OF PURE CLARITY TO
THE ERUDITE READER.
THUS THE POET WILL WITH...
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This Is What I Get
A friend of mine who was in a relationship for about 5 years eventually started to love this man more then she loved herself. She helped this man build himself back up and then...
I was so busy working on you that I forgot about me. I was so busy working on you that I forgot to make sure everything met my needs. I was so busy...
7
Constipation hell worse than perdition
the bodily function that eliminates toxins becomes a major health concern,
thus finding myself unable to purge from the posterior end (until quaffing
some fibrous drink) finds me thankful when this har ole rickety...
Less than twenty-four hours after dashing off a poem
explaining why i wanted to die
found me experiencing physical duress vis a vis,
a bowel movement wherein waste unable to expel
from the anus of...
20
Lost Libido
the recent half dozen or so years entails my daily mental stability
on a handful of pharmacological medications without which,
the anxiety level of this ordinary citizen banker would go thru the
red roof. an...
Me primate chronological adolescent age evinced flood gates
bursting viz dickensian fleshy prickly sticky stub though smallish, zee tally whacker proudly, joyously, and heftily socked one seminal bang from this rammy buck
whose berry pull lite...
63
Feels like a Sunday
Burning bleak a hall so bright
My feet are wet but I love this sight
Twenty plus but definately more
It's hard to move around all this gore
Machete in hand this evil must breed
Crying out, I love...
98
Snow
The forecast projected snow and immediately I thought of her, Not necessarily in a way that a blanket provides warmth, although she is quite warm and that would be the perfect reason to stay in...
40
Root
She was the manifestation of underground roots, Those seldom seen from which such gift can be given, bronze skin. Her hair symbolized what I felt as our eyes connected. Her voice lifted my spirit higher than it's...
61
KoolAid Smile
With nothing to drink, I grabbed her and put her in my glass. Leaving her arm hanging out Softly stirring her around. Nothing else was needed outside of that moment. A woman whom was patient, self sufficient, tender. A...
82
Princess Trapped In The Glass Bottle
To the princess trapped in the glass bottle. Take a few steps back, I'm going to bust the glass and catch you before you fall. If all else fails, at least we'll have this memory to...
74
The end
It is about the day which you have no control of anything may be apocalypse.
To be honest nothing really put me in the situation to write "the end" I felt its words first and...
Everything is ended. There is nothing to be defended. Sick man is wounded. He couldn't be offended. Raise a hand stranded. To whom feet so banded. Iceberg's so melted. Cool...
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