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The phone rings and rings and rings.
I'd pick it up and answer if I knew
you'd be able to
understand my words through
saliva bubbles, the earsplitting blows
from my nose because
the tears won't stop and I
can't say why...

the young and the restless
and as the world turns
wait until tomorrow.
 
Metal Boy

He swallowed tungsten nails,
iron fillings and mercury teeth.
Specks of mercury showed up
on the x-ray, orbiting the iron

galaxy in his gut. Nails clanked
together, misshaped asteroids
cutting spacetime. Astronauts
reached inside with robotic arms,

pulling out his premature universe.
Nobody noticed the strange way
he walked afterwards. Magnetic
fields misaligned, out of shape.
 
Caulking

I watch him dip unwound tongues
in bubbling tar, the devil waiting
nearby for men to fill gaps in his
teeth.

But that was then. No men are
sacrificed now, just the elements.
Sand and oil split open, stuffed
into bullet casings.

These guns are soft like piping
bags. Do not cry. No one will die.
Ridges will be filled, buildings
held together. Nothing collapses.
 
Computer Modern

No one is sure of you
anymore, my TeXan.

Eyes avert your lips,
unable to understand

the numbers coming
from them. Change

is never easy.
 
Auliya

You are left and God
is right, a wandering

saint travelling not
by road but through

Qur'an. Some will adopt
you whilst rearranging

the letters in your name.
Life will never be easy

for you, even in death.
 
Dance of the Quincy Railroad

Switch left. Put two
feet together. Switch

again. Skip to the right,
over sleepers. Change

signals. Switch
 
Gravel Pit

You can see ghosts of men
and horses if you look closer.
Put your things down, listen.

They will be gone tomorrow,
the chipping of their pickaxes
fading like the final beats

of a Wu Tang Clan record.
Hold your breath as you dive,
do not turn blue. Just white.
 
He would disappear for hours.
I guessed Dolphin Street in Philly again
after he returned and locked himself in
the bathroom until early morning when
the moon shined through my window as I
cried and cried wanting him to come to bed.

anger took control and I finally broke down
the door with a hard swift kick to find him
standing in the shower wearing
my black and white thong with his balls
hanging out the side and push up bra
that left red marks around his chest because
it was too small.

Half frozen hot dogs laid on the bottom of
the tub along with a Vaseline Intensive care bottle
he used for lube was my guess and he jacked
his jaw back and forth repeatedly with slobber
dripping down his chin, sweat appearing like
suntan oil, arms and legs shaking non-stop, eyes
so wide I thought they were gonna pop
out of his sockets after I started screaming
as if I was freshly victimized from a long
painful rape when I saw the syringe and 6 small
ziplock baggies with white residue left
on the side of the sink.

Get out. Get out! I gotta douche!
where's the fucking bleach?!
 
Daisy May said:
He would disappear for hours.
I guessed Dolphin Street in Philly again
after he returned and locked himself in
the bathroom until early morning when
the moon shined through my window as I
cried and cried wanting him to come to bed.

anger took control and I finally broke down
the door with a hard swift kick to find him
standing in the shower wearing
my black and white thong with his balls
hanging out the side and push up bra
that left red marks around his chest because
it was too small.

Half frozen hot dogs laid on the bottom of
the tub along with a Vaseline Intensive care bottle
he used for lube was my guess and he jacked
his jaw back and forth repeatedly with slobber
dripping down his chin, sweat appearing like
suntan oil, arms and legs shaking non-stop, eyes
so wide I thought they were gonna pop
out of his sockets after I started screaming
as if I was freshly victimized from a long
painful rape when I saw the syringe and 6 small
ziplock baggies with white residue left
on the side of the sink.

Get out. Get out! I gotta douche!
where's the fucking bleach?!
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:heart: this

You're one funny lady
 
Wafer

If 9/11 had never happened
east/west would have slowly

eroded each other, biting away
like the wafer slowly dropping

into my coal-black java.
 
vampiredust said:
Computer Modern

No one is sure of you
anymore, my TeXan.

Eyes avert your lips,
unable to understand

the numbers coming
from them. Change

is never easy.
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$$-b \pm \sqrt{b^2 - 4ac} \over 2a$$ \bye

And then Knuth said,
Let us set type: and

there was type, TeX set
by script. And Knuth

saw that the script
engine was good and

so put it into
the public domain

because he was
good

as well.
 
Some misconstrued mama
taught you that women want
to slow dance and drink wine
while you hold our hands
and talk about the moon with a gravity
that will make any real women giggle.

Line up the shots and try to keep up
with me when the music feels
me up and down till you’re jealous
of the invisible beat but can’t stop
watching me move in ways that empty
the room, erase my clothes and make you wish
you carried handcuffs in your wallet.

Don’t hold me up when all I want
is for you to take me down
to that dusky place where no one cares
if they get dirty and we both forget
we even had a mama.
 
TheRainMan said:
and you sure have more names than anyone else here,

unless that AV is a standard model, or you're quintuplets.

:rose:
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You do know I'm not the only one. :cool:

I like this name....for now. :D
 
I give no more explanations
but these last words that
only you will understand
or perhaps not:

I won. You lost.
I embrace them all;
the beings you cannot
for yourself.

Die in your misery.
No, you already have.
I have chosen the other path

to walk, to live
and love
every one.

R.I.P.
 
Materials Science

To join by weld
two different parts,
you need an arc
or flame or some other
source of heat.

You place each piece
in touch: butt or lap,
corner, edge, or tee.
Melt and puddle, mix
two to one. Sometimes

you need three—a fill
to supplement
the other two. Still,
it's pretty basic, and is
taught vocational-

ly. Now you and I,
we have the spark,
I think, and flame. Your
touch can strike
my bones alight.

I hope my fingers
do the same, but
how odd is it that
fire by itself is not
enough to meld

our bodies into one.
To form a solid joint,
one that won't snap
or buckle under strain,
we need some flux.

Our flux is talk.
 
Sixteen Lines on Airstrip Steel

His clamped pen bared language
as a whip flays skin, laid
its bone and muscle open
to the close and humid air

of our soft indifference.
That dampish smell pervades
our polar rooms, upholstered
in soft inoffensive creams

that curdle as we read those
edged and soured poems. He
was not a friendly spirit,
no—noxious, combustable,

hardly fit for bedside stands
or English 101. Yet
I lust and tremble reading
them; his influence wish gone.
 
Sara Crewe said:
Some misconstrued mama
taught you that women want
to slow dance and drink wine
while you hold our hands
and talk about the moon with a gravity
that will make any real women giggle.

Line up the shots and try to keep up
with me when the music feels
me up and down till you’re jealous
of the invisible beat but can’t stop
watching me move in ways that empty
the room, erase my clothes and make you wish
you carried handcuffs in your wallet.

Don’t hold me up when all I want
is for you to take me down
to that dusky place where no one cares
if they get dirty and we both forget
we even had a mama.
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Really and truly and completely impressed. Dayamn Girl!!!
 
Revisionism

Really? At the time you said you were touched
and called him lord, his writing
wonderful and not forced. But it's no matter.
Pots no longer need to boil
once a goose is cooked, and any responsible
scientist turns off the burner when
the experiment is done.

I'd differ on the friendliness of the flame
for any flame is friendly that serves its purpose
and does harm to noone, even when they
begged for it.
 
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sorry;

but
i cannot
see
the meaning that you bring.

completly
infected
by your body.

the exotic in me;

by you.

and yet
disturbance.

can have you
but
don't crave you.

can do you
without being done.
​
ice milk.
 
White's Tree Frog

Litoria caerulea

You were an accidental
chameleon, shifting colour

as they took you away
from the jungle and across

the ocean. Memories blurred
pigments under your skin,

shifting from green to blue
with a single movement.

No one will ever stroke you
 
I don't know what this poem is about

Honestly. I don't know
what its subject is

let alone imagery. If
you can see patterns

swirling in its syllables,
let me know. But please

don't sue if you collapse
from staring at the screen

thinking you've seen a lion
from these words.
 
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