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the idea is small. make it be a poem.
i'll publish them.
lynzepoet@gmail.com
or post one yourself,
in the comments.
the idea is small. make it be a poem.
i'll publish them.
lynzepoet@gmail.com
or post one yourself,
in the comments.
15 comments:
htc.. u so x
i like the ok go drop. - tasha
by billy idol - sweet 16
i think the scientologists made me remove those two comments. there was thetan in my fingers.
left hand
thumbnail inked black
index & up yrs & ring
inked w/ peace, pinky is an eye
watching
the sabal palm with a pharmacopia of almosts.
i didn't want it
but it seems
to mean a lot to you.
magnetism and resonance
in the gym cracked dawn.
we had a seventh hole pool
break planned but the owners
were home and you
couldn't slice the ball
if you'd been in a deli.
or dili or new delhi.
there's ghosts of a past
you'd rather be
in hanging around. i's dotted,
t's crossed & just in time
for jesus to mount his throne.
met at the tip
of a fjord
calving to cleavage
in cinnamon bars of heat.
i miss your blues
like sky, a frozen
reflection
in contrails
crisscrossed, plaided, plaited
braids begging for pull
so you pull,
separate,
flee
trashpo
the usness of the nothing ness
you're immortal. nothing you can do about it.
bright flash. high wind strikes hard.
six word poem
i'll never do that again, promise.
why do they call
them
one night
stands
when you spend them lying
down?
the most insane of solids
kinetically frozen
liquid, glass
lacks long-range
crystal
line
order the most
disordered
types
of solid
known.
The words yield
two hands
----
thirty pink orchids
only sleeveless shirts
one heart
----
sowing suffering
will never reap
acceptance
----
orange has a shelf life
the tide is no ceiling fan
and even now
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