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Oh! Those w***e-ibble W***e-moans!
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After a long, long streak of not having anything to write....I'm back...
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Their eyes were perfect spheres
There never came a last,
Drowned roses sleep here
Never nothing to fear
Here, it's all over fast,
T..
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Love is the great reversalThere were islandsmade out of eyeballsblack and whitescreaming starsThe sighs soundedlikedeath in a boxFlatliner,and those e..
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Another "found poem" using excerpts from Robinson Crusoe and the "Poetic Edda", oral Lit. from Iceland from 1000-1300 BC.
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So
he called him, and he came in
She
herself publicly confessed it
“I
did so and I do so”
Mr.
Would-be king
Houses,
Land..
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This is a "found poem" I used parts from the Bhagavad Gita and James Grainger's The Sugar cane to come up with it.
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Wrote this when I was about to pass out.. just saw it while searching thru my phone and was a bit surprised.
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To finally get to the bottom,it's too whole of an ordeal,having suddenly arrived, we begin towalk a path inside.Until now there had been aswan of vapo..
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Blending
with the night
becoming
its shadow,
Who
knew this acquaintance
Could
keep me strong
Darkness
Stealth
Vengeance
are ..
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