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A Poem by Noiz
As a sunset closes day,The terrace speaks with dials.It bleeds from a fray,But runs with a jostle.As the blood drips to a sill,The second sun aches.Fo..
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A Poem by Noiz
This poem was inspired by the song "The Hall Of Mirrors" by the group Kraftwerk.
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A Poem by Noiz
cabin screams; flailing feelingsdare to hold tighterhold for seared collisionshard is the sheetharder to keep the sweat awaystrum for us, nothing else..
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A Poem by Noiz
Juggling contraceptive bottles for castrated mutts in a gratified battle.Unify all heralds, who wail for dazzling mice, crawling upon purged shackles...
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A Poem by Noiz
Standing in a vacant lot of elderly trash, spots of stickiness, and shattered headlights.Every car has lost its power, but every grave has lost someth..
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A Story by Noiz
On a vivid August morning, with the sun bleeding its beams and costumed entertainers being pictured with bystanders, a plucky, young boy, no older tha..
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A Story by Noiz
With a senseless catch for quality events, the unkempt man bustled and stretched down the 45th road. Barely fighting the breeze, he swooned the crying..
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A Poem by Noiz
Notice the caller, parading pickled lives pulled from sugary shelves.He can hope to prey upon the pitiful, but must bear the back buckles.Years ago, i..
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A Poem by Noiz
Her moon-like face glistens under the light of a single bulb.She’s alone with cold fingers and an outstretched voice.Turn after turn, she eyes t..
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A Poem by Noiz
The dead cannot record my festering lines.They only squeeze the pulp from jaunting fantasies.An aging faucet is leaking white wine.Disparage bloody mu..
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