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51Corn beef hash
Corn beef hash When I happen to not be talking with the love of my life I want to be but this comes with a price. Like discovering that this wonderful creature that I want to marry and make wonderful babies with some...
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66A Poem- Paradise
Online Poetry By H.C Porter. When the real world and paradise combined, there is a desperation that life will always be just as it is. Hang on, you are not correct- Paradise changes too.
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66Quite Literally
I see my reflection in the window. I stare. My face, stubble, combed hair, the locks lay on top of another, the light above my head, flickering, minty shine. “You look like a million bucks.” her desert breath, muggy. I look at my reflection...
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68When Change Descends
Prose poetry in the form of self-realisations about life and taking control rather than being a mere passenger.
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64In Repose
Prose poetry expressing the need for contemplation and a clear view of what life is and our part in it. It expresses how easy it is to be swept away by our will and need to acquire rather than just be.
8 comments62Friday night poem
Friday night Yawning, I sit alone on the couch in my boxers as I come to a sad realization. Not that I am a loser, but that I am out of Cheetos and there are no more episodes of Sex and the City for me to watch on OnDemand. Not Ginsberg I'm...
4 comments63Jorts poem
Jorts A few out of place strands tickle my calves as I can’t even muster up the energy to bend over and pick up the pencil I dropped because my thighs are wrapped by denim pythons hell bent on making me look like a lard and restricting any...
1 comment62My diameter
My diameter I used to think that I couldn't let go of things "This is my life bro, I don't have anything else." but then I realized it's all cyclical and "I can't handle not seeing you." I'll just find something else to care about that will...
0 comments61Breaking up poem
Breaking up A walk over to Dollar General in between Impaled and Fire Cage is softened by a blue Powerade and a pack of chocolate donuts consumed in their entirety before I even finished the twenty steps back to practice. With six hours...
2 comments60Necessities poem
Necessities I need it there's really no other way to put it other than that I just worked twenty- five plus hours for a hundred dollars and I wasn't even doing something cool like making iPods.
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