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Hmm, ah… tch; neh?Ooh! Ehehe.Oh? Gah – tsk-tsk-tsk. Fshuuuuuuu.Bah..! Huh? Wha..?Whoa.catatonic Gertrude Stein eats lemon curry?… kekekekeke!Ahaha! Ah! Ah..! Ah… eeeh.Phew. Meh, nyeh, blah.Boo
Older poem than my previous submission (which is the latest poem I've done).Where to even begin -her hair, let looseto ensnare and bind me? Nah.Her vexatiously cute mousy face;set in ...
Yet another random poem. From a year ago. Trying to get a few differently written poems up so people can get a handle on my writing style. ^^Calm stance, upon ...
A weird short story I wrote last year. Probably won't make sense the first time you read it - at least from my experience of other readers. Sorry for the ...
The warmth, as of a hearth (song)?The choir, as of angels (beauty)?The magnificence, as of a painted Venus (smile)?The mirth, as of a newborn babe (magic)?With words, alone oneCannot fantasize ...
Fun, already qualifying, adds excessivelyVia complements, boarding to preventBoredom; ordinary is obsolete.Why…Merely swim through surf when you canMatch that word, and streak aboveThe water like th
Lina Malina won't talk to me,She's quite busy, can't youSee? Where this isn't headed:Meaning, you can't discernJust through sights and sounds,Nor feelings, though the rhyme reason, norEver existence o
Lone, rusty light bulb- illumine my thought.Flick'ring periodically, shining through the clutter.Canvas in corner, half-finished portrait of which I can't evenRemember – the subject.Some scr
Four scored, and seven years ago,at a 'Battle of the Bulge'where your ma defended hercapital of V.First strike - an incursionGroping through for terrain datahunkered down at Gros Cul.Second ascent ...
Cheery Feelin'Speeding toward a provincial town, the letterssealed in utmost solemnity, Burstinglike a spontaneous smile upon shearing. Sheep,indeed these decisions are fuzzy, uncertainthat the inside
The Mice Should Have Checked Out Classroom 042Yaaaaaaawn!Sounds, coming from a farawayplace; your bets – anyone, anyone? –Professor calls out, nobody's listening; his voice may as well have beenth
Neo TaoPeople seem scary,Can’t relax for a second;Cat sleeps regardless. Spoiler! : Haiku (yeah, I really shouldn't, I know) made for a bashful friend that in hindsight works well for ...
Flutter slashflutter slashknock it off -warped patterns losetheir flawed continuity.Softly jagged points of elongation needlessly prolongextraneous figments laminar and thin; the skinny skydiver what
Lounging in your bed, eating grand bananas,throw the peels - to the ground, then you slipon the peels and you fall - on the groundand you knock over your fountain ...
On midday last in RotterdamImurdered my professor, his final act of teachingset to broaden my horizons. The planning phase,so highly lauded, was my ‘how-to’ thesis always, though, I grew haphazard
Why, why dost thou mock me so??Ye cruel and bastard, fluffing harpystabbing-piercing-purging flowof metaphysical blood; slash lines in Sharpiesearing my mind in alternation with flaying,giving exposit
Remove me from the landof Nod upon the beginningof October: the second rodentobtains the degenerate milk product,though the prime-arriving hand-birdacquires the mud-crawler – halfthe fast-breaker of
Isolation nothing newbut normally from a zero-momentum reference frame.The brain is relaxed using only ten percent less eventhan approval ratings of sociopathic politiciansposing via conditioned synap
O Sunny Mao'Twas a brilliant day in China,and the sun was out in force –patrolling the streets as if secretpolice, out with the old and dust:the new all over now.Vendors, ...
I’m in stitches – ah! Do notlaugh at my condition whilst propagating eleven to onethe times of nihilismwithin confinement; soaringflights beyond the paradigm onlybrief respites heralding eternalre
Starting out simply, we laugh and we smile: All the world's a joy and all of us joyous...Complications arise, doubt starts to form: Treasures are flung about, our minds forming ...
Musings Apropos of CalculusOh, whose empathy may beunbounded along the path Ichose to travel constantly in loop resistance(an idyllic symbolism)of the living autumn(still another)? He of whose empathy
Deva Diana ArlecchinaWatery moon, a-waxing(soft in) the bright waning sky —will you erupt in rubyablaze torching the stars,or watch in pale livery aloof?Affection none do you give man,save thy fickl
The Sky Is Serene The space whale is a majestic narwhal, shorn of its horn, a peaceful creature. The sky is but its playground, a kiddie pool of atmosphere. Sky ...
The SeagullIt soars through the sky, gliding along the windthat invisibly supports its thoughtless aerodynamics.They say that it gathers the clouds, but thus to have sinnedis beyond its lot; only ...
The Unicorn Forgot Happiness Alongside BatmanSingle horn above the bridge, what magic flieswithin your curvature? Sooth my wound gapingin metaphysical realms: aching to embraceyour abrasive cloven ear
Equations, or Life as a RhombusTo be no one, act as everyone, and subtract anyone you meet.Make a soul by slowly roasting the heart, before peeling it off.Form a worker ...
Gathering MagicksA pedagogue came rolling down upon the other morn,questioning my flavor text and jesting but wit scorned –So many throwaways and blotted strike-through linescluttered drifting usele