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This poem does not say what it shows
Its message is deeper than what it knows
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I spoke to you in the minor key
And augmented my voice
by David Berry
15 lines, 1 comment,
on Jun 4 12:50 AM 2008
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You left me a note
When I bought you that drink
by David Berry
3 lines, 4 comments,
on May 29 7:12 PM 2008
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Well,
She said to me here we are
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Parsimonious diction
Dereliction? Crucifixion.
by David Berry
5 lines, 2 comments,
on May 11 10:49 PM 2008
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Bottomless pit
Hippopotamus spit
by David Berry
25 lines, 1 comment,
on Apr 27 4:35 PM 2008
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by David Berry
13 lines, 5 comments,
on Apr 27 2:37 PM 2008
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I have for you a proposition
But first I have a definition
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Out of the array did flow my burden
Out in the audience did comb my noise
by David Berry
8 lines, 4 comments,
on Feb 23 5:25 PM 2008
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This is not an apple I replied
An apple refracts redness in your eye
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Quixotically toxic clocks ticktock to talk the time
Capricious reaches 'round num'rals rumoring rhyme
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A lyricist empiricist
Ought not, he thought
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I composed a soundless prose
That knows the throes that I've sustained
by David Berry
23 lines, 4 comments,
on Aug 13 9:20 AM 2007
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She was diaphanous and I nebbish
How I was quixotic to pursue any ideals
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A kiss on the lips
Tucked into your hips
Looks like you can still read my mind
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Expanding from a single point in time and space, spacetime, singularity / vastly undetectable for it has no obtrusion, reflection or irregularity / Nothing boggles the mind like having to abandon
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Unfortunately, he had nothing to say. And it was on that day, that he opened the window,
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Screaming, needing, internal bleeding,
Fumed from the epochal gut.
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Sweet Venus You are life, Intravenous
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The months of autumn are sworn to secrecy
Forbidden to reveal personality
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Today in PE
She came up to me
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Alone in his room
He contemplates
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As the brisk morning bite
Is struck by the light
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school is ever creeping down our worried shoulders
it grows closer by every waking day
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to extract the contents of an extravagant word
is a difficult task, yet i was not deterred
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does one even bare a soul
that is under the control
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I am a banana in the havanah of my cabana
i ran all they way to a state called indiana
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