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Poems by Bapudi, by newest first

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  • You said you’d give me / A million chances. / You only gave me / Four thousand, six hundred and eighty. / Maybe I was taking you too literally, / But you should say what you mean. /
    by Bapudi 8 lines, on May 25 11:20 AM 2007. In Life, Love, Pain, Personal, Sad
  • Giant hands / Hold a baby up in church. / Play that horn baby! / She never learned how, / so it only makes farting noises. / Baby says, / can I have some milk?
    by Bapudi 6 lines, 2 comments, on May 7 10:03 PM 2007
  • Bend / Tend to buck / Struck a hard day's sale / Bale upon bale, load the truck / Soften, whimper, slice / Loud as ice / Proud / Proud / Whiskey cloud / Frisky knees and jump / L
    by Bapudi 14 lines, 6 comments, on May 7 6:11 PM 2007
  • without context, / your people could be / more suckers / for my roadside sideshow / / lacking evenings / moments hours talking looking / i just might / sell them swampland in florida / / flesh is flesh
    by Bapudi 14 lines, on May 7 5:49 PM 2007
  • Being stubborn, /   I don't know how to pray.
    by Bapudi 1 lines, 2 comments, on May 7 5:40 PM 2007
  • It is easy to walk on sand. / It is hard to walk on sand. /
    by Bapudi 2 lines, 3 comments, on May 4 5:28 PM 2007
  • / / Wake the stock-suck mother.
    by Bapudi 2 lines, 1 comment, on May 4 5:27 PM 2007
  • i've contemplated the subtle for so long / it isn't subtle anymore / / why do i see / so many smart people / prentending not to be?
    by Bapudi 5 lines, 1 comment, on May 4 5:27 PM 2007
  • Flipside sockets / when the poetry can't be written / The bird's dance / when he's mating / The inexplicable patterns / rain makes on jagged currents. / / Jeering retorts / insist  impossible, /
    by Bapudi 12 lines, 1 comment, on May 4 5:26 PM 2007
  • Unbelt it / It works for you / Works against you / Becomes you / You? / / Release it / It can release itself /   it’s more you than you are /   you are than you are than you are /   becomin
    by Bapudi 22 lines, 2 comments, on May 4 5:26 PM 2007. In Spiritual
  • The soft subtle flow / Through my eyelids / Reminds me of waves: / Salty gossamer fresh / Foaming lacy embryonic. / Strands, branching, /         Fork - /          
    by Bapudi 22 lines, 1 comment, on May 4 5:25 PM 2007. In Spiritual, Metaphysical, Bizarre
  • So I didn't grow up in Brooklyn / Hang it like a millstone around my neck. / There's this thing / Hot, black and heavy / That keeps dripping through me. / / Pardon me for being logical / Maybe I should get on s
    by Bapudi 11 lines, on May 4 5:23 PM 2007
  • Rise and fall, / Rise and fall, each day / Wake up with a whisper / Shakesnap fingers at the sun. /                             Pardon? / That's
    by Bapudi 12 lines, on May 4 5:23 PM 2007
  • I saw you up there, / Where it’s thin. / Your smile was sunlight / Your hair was wind. / / You blinked, disappeared. / Where I stood, I sat, /         right in that very spot. / Your scent
    by Bapudi 35 lines, 5 comments, on May 4 5:22 PM 2007
  • All I ever was / I am right now. / Time creeps / About my head / Thick / Shadowy / Fever. / / Inside the hum / Of my self / Restless buzz / Atman, Om, The Mother / Time creeps. /
    by Bapudi 13 lines, on May 4 5:20 PM 2007. In Spiritual, Metaphysical
  • I peer into / A single thread / From end to end. / / A patterned voice, / Composed of noise / In tiny chunks, / Assails me / Derails me. / / I cling in desperation / To a single thread.
    by Bapudi 11 lines, 2 comments, on May 4 5:20 PM 2007
  • Words have round, downy bodies / Like birds; I cup them in my hands / And release them to the waiting air. / / They have lost their tell-tale ring, / Their rule and rhyme / That makes them sing. / And now they
    by Bapudi 20 lines, 6 comments, on May 4 5:19 PM 2007
  • Abrasive acid panels / Become soundstages / For live kill-on therapy / Served with onions. / / All the king's linseed, / And all the king'
    by Bapudi 14 lines, 2 comments, on May 4 5:18 PM 2007
  • .  I'm a pinball machine. / .  The house, sentient beaming nostrils / .            undersea, fails to witness. / .  Twenty, and four years old again. / .  Four ye
    by Bapudi 13 lines, on May 4 5:17 PM 2007
  • I see myself in everything else / and everything else in me. / The universe stooped down / to whisper me a secret / but I didn't hear. / I was too busy thinking / about what kind of / muffin to buy.
    by Bapudi 7 lines, on May 4 5:16 PM 2007
  • / in a dark, locked trailer, / on a gritty inky pool of mattress, / we wrestle with each other, / wet, naked /           like brand-new babies / but desperate, / mad with love, longin
    by Bapudi 64 lines, on May 4 5:14 PM 2007
  • Tonight is the night of / smoking crack and reading the Bible aloud / / Tonight is the night of / a belly-dancer who's drunk too much egg
    by Bapudi 42 lines, on May 4 5:11 PM 2007. In Life, Other, Imagery
  • I don't want to see you, / You turn my stomach / Into steak tartar / Left out in the sun / And my throat seizes at the tear gas / Of your name. / I hope you never come back, / Never come around anymore. /
    by Bapudi 16 lines, 5 comments, on May 4 5:09 PM 2007. In Love, Sad, Pain
  • Praying is just a matter /   of having the right attitude. /
    by Bapudi 2 lines, 1 comment, on May 4 5:07 PM 2007
  • Paradise is the moment when the bumblebee's tongue hits the flower's sweet spot.  / / Paradise is gliding through a car crash in a serene cloud of broken glass and helpless emotion.  / / Paradise is know
    by Bapudi 21 lines, on May 4 5:06 PM 2007. In Spiritual, Nature, Thoughts, Hope
  • I dream of houses high / on rocky cliffs, surf pounding / Haunted houses, museums, / atom bomb blasts, / dark, sadistic men, / car accidents / and sex. / / Do you understand / that I cried in a good way?
    by Bapudi 25 lines, 4 comments, on May 4 5:03 PM 2007. In Love
  • the little birds and /     the lovely flowers / are Nazi propaganda / and poetry / is poison /
    by Bapudi 5 lines, 2 comments, on May 4 4:55 PM 2007
  • Sweepscan skybanks / Eyes tied in knots / there! And there! / Tiny fist-fight concussions / luminous puffballs. / / Nothing wrested / nothing gained, / ever. /
    by Bapudi 9 lines, on May 4 4:53 PM 2007. In Spiritual, Metaphysical, Existential
  • I'm on the shore, / I'm writing. / / Picked up a grain of sand, / And look: / A tiny planet. / / A handful of them / Thrown out to sea. / / On the shore, / I'm writing. / / Stretch verbs across c
    by Bapudi 27 lines, 7 comments, on May 3 6:55 AM 2007
  • A poem isn't / A greeting card to a month. / Standup , breathe fire, ask for more or less / The deep against the sentimental creep / Of pretty things. / / Poetry once was a / Mission, Religion, / Anarchy,
    by Bapudi 21 lines, 14 comments, on May 3 5:43 AM 2007. In Sad
  • That candle burned for a hundred years. / We replaced the wick. / We replaced the wax. / We replaced the flame. / We replaced the room. / We replaced the air. / We replaced the table. / We replaced the stars.
    by Bapudi 11 lines, 11 comments, on May 2 9:38 PM 2007. In Spiritual, Nature, Life
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