poem
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The Musty and the Dusty
Bland consumerism is not my cup of tea. Faddy materialism does not provide me glee but for the musty and the dusty I’ll take a second look. Continue reading
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Grubby Hoarder
With the aid of eraser, you scribe with devotion. So you can serve art with no trepidation. Continue reading
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Tyrannous Exemplars
Who judges your heroes with honesty and fair play? Not you who gobbles up any word that they say. Continue reading
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Float
Some of us float; we do not need boats. We’ve no need to gloat; we don’t sugarcoat. Continue reading
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Tiny, Teeny, Weeny
The chance of reunion is tiny, teeny, weeny like some law enacted by cruel des-tee-nee. Drop your hope to avoid crashing into ruin. Continue reading
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Spring Cleaning
Rut from the traveled distance bars your growth from commencing. Sturdy boulder on the stairs hinders you from ascending. Phony woman’s tattle makes you prone to stupid sinning. Before you know it—trapped! Caught in a nonsensical looping. Continue reading
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Another Goes Full
When one goes empty, another goes full / In times like this, exposed is your bull / Trust gets ruptured, smoke dissipates / Your unwatched ego recidivates Continue reading
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Run Further
Scars and wounds of your generation / Gifts from ancestors with no permission / Hurt your upbringing, made you neurotic / A strange dependence, calm and chaotic Continue reading
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Secret Seeds
My bites are riddles for you to read Take what you can, shop what you need Like a farmer I’m planting these secret seeds I’m a nanny, you’re a toddler I’m tasked to feed Continue reading
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Just a Bunch of Letters
How can I escape these malicious thoughts for you? Everywhere I go, your name pops out of the blue. I filed my divorce papers already with destiny. All these signs are worthless. They mean nothing to me. Continue reading
Xeno Hemlock 