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Wires all over me, machines that help me breathe, A heart that can be seen on a screen,

The Crucifix is a Sex Toy ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- First Day: The kinky confessional was lit by the moon. Crucifixes offered up a mangled huma

Dear god,

Thanks, I think agree with you on the most part. This poem was written too hastily I think.

Foothold --------------------------------------------------------------- The world and my knowledge have stretched beyond my very foothold. I've fallen into neurotic nihilism. My synapses bend and bre

Hello! Just thought I'd check these out. I loved the tree pictures the most! They're all really pretty with good/great lighting, and creative angles. I liked also how the photos ...

I liked your gripping story here. The descriptions did a good job of creating a visible world of despair. The ending was sort of optimistic and hopeful but at the ...

Thanks retro! I won't change a thing.

The Kitchen Dance ----------------------------------------------------------------------- The cozy suburbs nestled in jagged mountains. Painted blue skies and puffy white clouds. Cookie cutter house o

Hey inkwell, For every word another is snuffed. Just to say I thought this line felt great to read. The sonic similarity of "another" and "snuffed" worked really well together. ...

Thanks and forgive me, most of my poems have a signature stamp of confusion that I never intend.

I have nothing negative to say of this poem. It was very imaginative indeed. The descriptions were fantastic and the use of capital letters to emphasize words was subtle and ...

Time stands still, the walls close in, My breath shortens, my eyesight dims. My hands start to shake, my legs give way, My body is acheing from the torcher you ...

I just discovered your poem and found myself in a very ironic situation since I literally JUST submitted an ode to stars. Nonetheless I yield. I liked your poem's tricky ...

Twinkle Twinkle (An Ode to a Star) ------------------------------------------------------------ Twas but a twinkle of terrifying hydrogen, The candle of heaven, entropic lust. For every word another i