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taylorzurp
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I just post my old poems or compose on the spot.
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2018-01-31 00:23
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haiku
9y
'...' DAILY HAIKU #3
what lies ahead now is the breath of a lion in the summer den
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''I had the chance" DAILY HAIKU #2
the throbbing cyst squirts; and my eye bleeds cactus juice god is in the bush free image via pixabay
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daily
9y
''In the arms of the dingo'' DAILY HAIKU #1
I was standing there; so please don't walk around me or I will bite you free photo via pixabay
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photography
9y
delete
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poem
9y
hmm
poem dedicated to no one or nothing. written as you read it, the clouds part ways with the sun -- and there's still a crater on Mars. don't get your hopes up
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photography
9y
the lone skateboard
2014
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photography
9y
face
face
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photography
9y
benches at salt creek
2014
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photohraphy
9y
los angeles hill view
2014
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photography
9y
'brother'
2014
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photography
9y
dog
dog
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haiku
9y
so they say
to be tasteful is profoundly abhorrent; it means you are shit
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photography
9y
San Clemente pier
This is a photo I took in 2014. I thought I might as well share it.
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haiku
9y
untitled haiku
the crying crumb laughs the head off the king and queen and nobody cares
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poetry
9y
listen
jesus wept at the sight of the babbling fool. no pity as he rolled around in the dirt and plucked out his own eyes. the whore sat on her rock and smirked and plotted revenge the following morning a glimmer
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poetry
9y
untitled
I got paid today oh I got paid it was 3 chestnuts and a used pair of socks straight from goodwill. still musty and with plenty of lint. I work hard so I can feed my mouse
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poetry
9y
glove
I wear the glove the tight red glove that shines under the light of the desktop monitor. I feel the notches in the pig skins and I feel the braided hair and I feel the slimy glue that is pressed on the
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writing
9y
offence
when you write considering only how much $ you might make then you lose the essence of what you're trying to convey. and in your pursuit to not offend anyone you'll ultimately just offend yourself
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poetry
9y
irrelevent
once inside the line outside the border -- between the wall between the segment squashed in the booth plucked from the pool ingenious precocious -- lying still -- still lilting tilting the table procedural
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poetry
9y
untitled
dirt under the nails a little blood on the hips a little sunshine in the cave a little shadow in the room a little coffeee in the cup a little sound in the chamber a little buzzing in the fridge a little
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