john doe
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emerald nightA Poem by john doei walkthe emerald night, away from prying human sight. my kind tend tochurn my nerves. and so it's best i put such avoidable concerns to rest, .. |
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it's not THAT strange when you think about it...A Poem by john doeclick the hall light switch sixteen times. walk to the bathroom and wash my hands for sixteen seconds. go to the open window and shout sixteen obsce.. |
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the carrots that i never ate...A Poem by john doethe chalk outline that is my existence scrapes its fingernails down a perennial blackboard. my shirt smells of cordite. i threw the murd.. |
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