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2017-11-09 19:48
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Falling Off The Edge !In Poetry!
Last time I stumbled caught a toe the sky went by the floor stopped me phew! Could have been SO MUCH WORSE.
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inpoetry
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Forget Remembering
Associations coalesce string theories decompressed pressures release infinitesimally ideas expressed innovation travels ever westerly even-handed mistaken identity tombstones and cryptic thoughts please
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in
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Edisto Island
The lazy synchopated rumble-ssssssss of sealogged waves rolling ashore through shallow sandbars seagulls scree and occasionally the lonesome, haunted buoy bell clattering a single tone seeming close while
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poetry
9y
Homeless Ghosts
They fell between the cracks asking what happened don’t ask, there is no reason; seasons keep changing. The deranged take what they can get; drugs to forget. strange is the world that took them into the
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poetrycontest
9y
Steemit Poetry Contest #8 - Illusions: Truth or Dare
Truth or Dare We're taught what's wrong and right and not to question what we're told. Why not tell us day is night or ice is hot or the sun cold? The facts are manufactured by the crooks that cooks our
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creativewriting
9y
The Inside Story
My sense of empathy began developing even before I was delivered into the hospital maternity ward. The language of the body and the vocabulary of tone of voice were loud and clear. There were tears and
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introduceyourself
9y
What Is This Place?
I have been writing my arse off in an effort to establish a presence here on Steemit and I don't get it. I guess that you have to be a coder or a gamer or something that I don't know how to be because
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poetry
9y
The Mirror of Want
These bitches are cold They run their lines Like fishermen They prowl along the banks Casting their looks like baited hooks Twitching just beyond your reach Light their cigarettes Leaving you beached And
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poetry
9y
Is It A Dream?
Is it a dream caught as I am free to swim yet hydrophobic In a dive fantasy to live the life fantastic without the wet making splashes brief reports of crashes progress aborted empower the pathetic by
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poetry
9y
Shut Up and Go
Do this do that Who likes to be told what to do Just leave me to be myself Back it back it away from me I can’t help you if you can’t instantaneously Believe what I say you see not the man you thought
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poetry
9y
Blockchain Me!
Blockchain Me! As obsolescence seems to be The fate of every human Our challenge is immortality Which requires substantial acumen. We’re born, we live and then we die spirits may outlive our flesh and
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poetry
9y
Forgetting Roger
An aneurysm. That’s how he went. Got so worked up over bad cell phone reception he popped a major blood vessel in his temple. Monica found him in the back yard. Too late for 911. He’d already stiffened
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poetry
9y
Liar
It all began when I lied about why I’d come home late. I didn’t want to hear you bitch. I made you out to be the big bad witch I said I was at work because you want us to be rich, but dinner was served
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poetry
9y
kamikazi minds
Kamikaze minds contrive apocalyptic visions like hornets nesting eavesdropping stories of hope and fear in pursuit of a proper end the tale of all tales ~@yombo
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poetry
9y
diminished horizons
Its too easy To just sit and wait For hungry bastards To agitate For stuck-up whores To ply their hate Foment acts Of shame and rage The cage we’re all Trapped in ideas, Currency. the record of your every
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poetry
9y
evolution revolution
At the turn of this past century there was such fear that somehow all that we held dear could, somehow, disappear. That the computer would cease to be our tool and become the cause of our demise. We were
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poetry
9y
No Help
“When you figure it out Let us know And we’ll be sure to Ridicule you Discredit your mental capacity Question your grip on reality” The answers are unwelcome When the questions are Aborted, unasked. The
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poetry
9y
Who's My Boss?
My mind is governed by a collective Factions of the town, village, city That I am become. Yet none are in charge of this. No one is held responsible For what happens, The most obvious drawback To function
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poetry
9y
Blinding Insight
Isn’t life a crying game? The simple truth is knowledge isn’t necessary to see the nature of existence. Our eyes are used to visualize our greedy human expectations Everything we see we expect to. Eyes
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poetry
9y
purging guilt
Who says you fucked up if you didn’t get caught? Crime exists completely in the mind of the victim. Without objection, there is no crime. The sinner with a conscience suffers the untennable position of
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