I’m going to be reading this one again and again.
nice, i appreciate this as an illustration of getting caught up in a distressing, escalating chain of thoughts and then re-centering around direct experience and finding perspective again
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White tiles fling reverb
of coughs from the mezzanine
to the fountain bench
Spencer may still bear his gifts
But our topics have all cooled
a living fossil
still bathed in fluorescent wash
commerce – calm at last
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Cold Topic…I have chills
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the whole flock shivers
beneath the drifting symbol
eclipsing the sun
committee of erasers
making clean the pale parchment
Making charnel house
Into a charnel home, yet
Here there be no hearth
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in these few days, yes
it feels like we are closer
then that will be that
Act as the ceiling’s mirror;
Two blank expanses opposed
And what will that be?
closer still the feel of night
No few days are these
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Holy cow, the mirror in the middle… the mirrored (at an angle) lines…
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this was from the first round but I am very bad at checking my dms + following up, getting caught up now
Oof, augh, ow, it hurts
The panoply of flavors
Too good but too much
one kiss will make it better
but two will make it double
the taste of regret
an entire pizza folded
into nothingness
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I have felt this poem in my very bones before I even read it.
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with no end in sight
i could go on forever
effortless juggling
jab sweep punch punch uppercut
a squash ball against a wall
Please don’t interrupt
I’ve never won anything
Just need one more — NO
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“I’ve never won anything” is how I usually get what I want.
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Minty thank you so much for spearheading this exercise it has been a really great outlet for me at a time I’ve been feeling particularly dull and low. I may be no great poet but it’s nice to feel the creative juices slosh around in my head again.
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I dunno all these poems are pretty great so I think that makes you a great poet
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Whether you secrete
Or follow a recipe
Embrace the viscid
literally, embrace it
submerge yourself completely
like digging flags from
the Nickelodeon nose
full bodied, screaming
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Scream the scream of joining slime.
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i think about that fucking nose with the flag up it all the time
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each step slips aside
an affirmation of weight
wind renders trackless
the turning of the hourglass
stones infinitesimal
is this progression?
in this featureless expanse
only the stars know
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Once grounded, now high
Air might raise all things like this
But most will soon fall
Some do spool tricks with idle
torque about the bridle point.
While others tie knots
on fenceiron. They’ve made flight
and that is enough.
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The camelthorn grew
a rough patchwork on branches
a body reaches
daily, like affirmations
stretch out the wary moments
'til purpled tongue lash’d
to greet for mine numbered teeth
morsel beyond youth
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I was trying to fit the tongue into my part so I’m pretty happy that you took care of it.