Dr Poet
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EverymanA Poem by Dr PoetI see my questions lying in a dried-up puddle by the dock arranging the death by fate of my last few minutes of luck. I feel the s.. |
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What of the limitless plainsA Poem by Dr PoetA sketch in title and body |
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Something in the weight of my thoughtsA Poem by Dr PoetSomething in the weight of my thoughts proves me I'm the weakest creature of all, lost in the plot of my reason against love shot in the.. |
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Down at the crossroadsA Poem by Dr PoetDown at the crossroads, where an old corner to the lord of the winds became an abode growing out of the gold of the green galore, you wi.. |
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The five sensesA Poem by Dr PoetLimitation. I learned this word with its meaning when I found out my viewpoint was narrower than the sky. Contradiction. I once got tangled up i.. |
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Through too many days of the easy summerA Poem by Dr PoetThrough too many days of the easy summer my spirit has wandered across the winding ways of a wooden counter, my demons perched along th.. |
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I have seen the rats of New YorkA Poem by Dr PoetSkyscrapers, gigantic architectures and all the glossy imagery which dominate people's consideration of NYC are just a superficial dimension of the pi.. |
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On all lands named after saints and new namesA Poem by Dr PoetOn all lands named after saints and new names born far away from their wombs, the evil of men melts down into a charming transla.. |
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Time, brother to the pain of all loves goneA Poem by Dr PoetTime, brother to the pain of all loves gone, father to my shame of all lies told. Your light splinters into millions of blasts movi.. |
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In the yolk of existenceA Poem by Dr PoetIn the yolk of existence the germs of self-destruction softly drill their way through the hardness of an everyday consumption sl.. |
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