QuiteOllie
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HumidityA Poem by QuiteOllieAs white giants drift without purpose or intentAn unfamiliar calm floods me,My mindIt consumes,No,It drinksMy worries and leaves naught for the dream-.. |
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Unenviably HumanA Stage Play by QuiteOllieThis is a scene of a play that I'm considering developing and writing in full. The writing style is based on Steven Berkoff's work so you'll have to .. |
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Courtroom PrethoughtA Poem by QuiteOllieWords that once warmed me slice through my faith The green puddles between my eyelids waltz and scream We used to waltz This man I see is not.. |
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SnakesA Poem by QuiteOllieSerpents squirm on a pile of dirt and splinters and rotting fruit, Eat things and digest, chew chew crunch Swallow Spit in the eyes of pas.. |
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Reason and ExcuseA Poem by QuiteOllieWithin reason of course, But what reason? And what is a reason? Ha! A collaboration of words spun together to look so much prettier th.. |
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We Get All SortsA Poem by QuiteOllieWe get all sorts in here A real mix of single mothers sick to the teeth And large men in suits and hats Half expected spats and slacks .. |
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