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Everyman
A Poem by
Dr Poet
I 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..
What of the limitless plains
A Poem by
Dr Poet
A sketch in title and body
Something in the weight of my thoughts
A Poem by
Dr Poet
Something 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..
Down at the crossroads
A Poem by
Dr Poet
Down 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..
The five senses
A Poem by
Dr Poet
Limitation. 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..
Through too many days of the easy summer
A Poem by
Dr Poet
Through too many days of the easy summer my spirit has wandered across the winding ways of a wooden counter, my demons perched along th..
I have seen the rats of New York
A Poem by
Dr Poet
Skyscrapers, gigantic architectures and all the glossy imagery which dominate people's consideration of NYC are just a superficial dimension of the pi..
On all lands named after saints and new names
A Poem by
Dr Poet
On all lands named after saints and new names born far away from their wombs, the evil of men melts down into a charming transla..
Time, brother to the pain of all loves gone
A Poem by
Dr Poet
Time, brother to the pain of all loves gone, father to my shame of all lies told. Your light splinters into millions of blasts movi..
In the yolk of existence
A Poem by
Dr Poet
In 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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