poetry
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Black
Recall if I may, “You shall never go back. Once you open your hole and dare to go black.” Continue reading
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Of Course, It Doesn’t Matter
Of course, it doesn’t matter Now why are you so bothered By words not from your mother You end up being fettered Continue reading
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Mandy (A Valentine’s Poem)
Oh, Mandy! Oh, Mandy! Your futz was sweet like candy. You claimed your spot up on the hood, made me eat mouth that tasted good. Oh, Mandy! Oh, Mandy! Your body was so bendy. Inside the car, we reached fourth base grappling in a sweaty embrace. Continue reading
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People to Admire
People to admire ain’t staring you in the face, live a lowkey life, ain’t stealing another’s grace, face a world challenged in ways you know not before, and keep it away from the fickle public’s roar. Continue reading
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Black Pail
Black pail, friend of my loneliness. Black pail, companion for my disgust. Black pail, horse of my wanderment. Black pail, key to my trust. Continue reading
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Generations’ Myths
Generations’ myths are your cause of pain Bugs of weird conscience entrenched in your brain A foreign concept is taking the rein You are made dormant by outdated chains Continue reading
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Hey, Hey, Baby
Hey, hey, baby Don’t look at me crazy I see you got a lady Wrapped in your arms so clingy Break your ties with her If it’s moonlighting you prefer ‘Cause I ain’t no side dish Not going to be your starfish Continue reading
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The Jerk
What do we call somebody who can’t smell the flowers nor the pollution any whiff of realization maybe, yes, he has imagination just the deluded and clouded kind because he thinks he’s all that when in reality he isn’t all that and the world can see he’s not all that yet he keeps believing he’s… Continue reading
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Babe, You Should Know This
Babe, you should know this. My heart’s been broken before. You must be wond’ring why I kept open the door. Yes, I’m skeptical and hopeful at the same time. Not yet my due date but I am so past my prime. Continue reading
Xeno Hemlock 