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Poems without Explanations.
- Thread starter Discount Bassy
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basmati brown rice
best thing about my cooking
never a death yet
best thing about my cooking
never a death yet
you have held my heart
in your hands for twenty years
will you drop it now
in your hands for twenty years
will you drop it now
Old-fashioned tuna
With mayo and toasted bread
A nice summer treat
With mayo and toasted bread
A nice summer treat
Lines in sand. Winds. Time.
Men claim to own ideas.
The sun sings the root.
Men claim to own ideas.
The sun sings the root.
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walk forward always
forgetting the accidents
blessing the kindness
forgetting the accidents
blessing the kindness
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god's other souls live
will my capability
for harm ever die
will my capability
for harm ever die
It's the usual Christmas gathering
Since you're not here
We're sitting down to dinner now
Me, cigarettes and beer.
Since you're not here
We're sitting down to dinner now
Me, cigarettes and beer.
key in the front door
still working on her music
next time bring flowers
still working on her music
next time bring flowers
my ears accustomed
to nothing no or maybe
waiting to hear yes
to nothing no or maybe
waiting to hear yes
I got this hoe, ya see
And it's all rusted
The handle is dry and warping
I makes me sad, ya know
I don't use it
I don't care about it
It's always there....in the shed.
And it's all rusted
The handle is dry and warping
I makes me sad, ya know
I don't use it
I don't care about it
It's always there....in the shed.
we write poetry
and nothing ever changes
what a universe
and nothing ever changes
what a universe
D
And then through the air
A Fart.
Angry cloud shouters
Uplift butterflies and birds
With gentle breezes.
Uplift butterflies and birds
With gentle breezes.
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A poem that farts
Arrived in three parts
A start, with an end, and a middle
The end caused laughter
Because it came after
The part where I pooped just a little
