Poetry
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- Written by: vlindernabokov
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she cried (you're old enough sweet whispers)
lily petals with blackberries
smeared--your house was a castle.
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- Written by: ugwerks
- Category: Poetry
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And coldness in your glance
Each embrace another icy clutch
Unholy and unnatural
Distant and severe
Within the landscape of your alien touch
You revel in your nonchalance
And flaunt your ample cool
As though love alone
could never mean that much
It’s not that you’re indifferent
Just bound
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- Written by: Nailer
- Category: Poetry
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Read me like a book
Because that way I might be interesting
IN letters curves and li(n)es
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Bound collated and labeled
That might be something worth being...
Because AS IT IS
As things are...
I am just another
Walking talking
Very confused
...and deluded...
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- Written by: skinny_rollins
- Category: Poetry
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Read more: castlecards and sandhouse of pet rock
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- Written by: TCHalo
- Category: Poetry
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- Written by: HaroHalola
- Category: Poetry
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Out out they go in
rippled waves undulating
smokey-mirrored rings
these concentrics like
Orbs in clouded Spaces there
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- Written by: TomThumb
- Category: Poetry
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I think of cherries or...
Nothing at all
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- Written by: TomThumb
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Rising up sour-dry
Wilted rose and wooden
On the ruffled cuff of lofting oxygen
With carrion abandon
Diffuses pirouetting
Sending porous epidermic impacts
Seductive timbres of dilapidation
To consummate intoxication
Of several flying fruit flies
Slowly succumbing
In steady descending spirals
To eventual glorious oblivion
As lifeless bodies lost and floating
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- Written by: TomThumb
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If only I could name it!
Or perhaps at least describe it -
That achromatic opus
Amalgamating myopic
Resonating peptic murmurs
Miasmal and undifferent
Digested in abstractions
Of white noise dissolussive
While echo-skin so hollow
Grasps chords of oak elusive.
Can't I just say I'm sitting
In a heap of Texas sweat
Riddled with