jacob erin-cilberto
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the shallow poet's bucket listA Poem by jacob erin-cilbertothe shallow poet's bucket list i spit on meaning want to write poems about nothing that mean nothing don't want beauty eithe.. |
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SoundsA Poem by jacob erin-cilbertoSounds poetry is the soft advance of a voice captured within the din of madness. erin-cilberto 12/18/2.. |
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WishA Poem by jacob erin-cilbertoWish a hurricane of hate transposes peaceful hearts into scattered anger words run yellow and vicious against a wind of .. |
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GumshoeA Poem by jacob erin-cilbertoGumshoe blossom nights shriveled plant days the roses wear masks and costumes to fool but daylight scatters those though.. |
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OccupantA Poem by jacob erin-cilbertoOccupantremnants of youstill reside in methe rent belligerentin costthe heart deep insidewrapped in griefhuddling in blankets ofremembranceshiveringun.. |
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JourneyA Poem by jacob erin-cilbertoJourneyI am like a wagonwith three wheelspointing to the lightand one less roundcrookedly, cowardlyriding on a rim of darknessin the early morningon a.. |
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Tears in the brimA Poem by jacob erin-cilbertoTears in the brim prim and proper decor no pain allowed exposure the gentleman tips his cap 12/14/24 erin-cilberto |
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a certain ordinanceA Poem by jacob erin-cilbertoa certain ordinancethe fragile existence ofa deityday to dayin the hearts of those ricketyold soulson the thresholdof wavering awayfrom believing inon.. |
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even this one can't be used againA Poem by jacob erin-cilbertoeven this one can't be used againi am recyclingmy lifeto mint new poemsbut they are staleand rawputrid with the stenchof overused metaphormaybe recycl.. |
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Brittle SticksA Poem by jacob erin-cilbertoBrittle Sticks i draw stick figures with wooden moods little branch arms of dead muscle a falling off the tree inevitable i.. |
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