Disassemble Poems - Poems about Disassemble

... Disgruntled, they come to me as bit-parts ripped from black and white movies. Mad aunt Anastasia, who should have been a nun, one of her hands would refrain from touching her, the other has bee......Read the rest...

... It's something inconclusive This feeling that I'm not A perfect human specimen Lukewarm compared to hot I scrutinise the mirror That I carry in my phone It tells me of belonging Yet I fee......Read the rest...

...the demo expert desperado left the device behind What a marvelously designed contraption; wasn’t that kind? He’s a desperado, an outlaw, he has a despicable mind. Disassemble that apparatus, the t......Read the rest...

...Her head was on last night. She has many different heads - there interchangeable. She's no potato head though just a figure of speech and expression with lots of playful parts. When her hea......Read the rest...

...It's eight o'clock on a monday morning, I'm wrestling with a tissue box - it a mystery, the guys who make these must have macabre humour, no machine, standing, grinning, funny hat, easy to her. ......Read the rest...

...I hate robocalls! Inxs of recorded messages transmitted automatically to my telephone number by automatic dialing device. I turn off damn ringer, and disassemble (carefully as disabl......Read the rest...

...Nature has a way of lending then transcending every season in due course has her own remorse When summer flowers faint, without constraint the Autumn leaves assemble and then disassemble ......Read the rest...

...My mop and I have a long history, Some of it fun, Some of it misery. Riding around town making horsey sounds, Turning you upside down, Look what a friend I've found! ......Read the rest...

...Cuz existence among *****sapiens extremely intolerable prospect particularly sharing planet with most violent species courtesy hoodlums wielding deadly firearms methodically gun down men, wom......Read the rest...

...To the ground they took him, With endless walloping punches. They sought to drain his blood, And make his innocent bones crunch! They didn't realize they had the wrong man, Nor did they really......Read the rest...

...Dreams in the Bunk By Sy Roth An aching tired eats away, Slurping at his soul Yearning wakefulness from the darkness. He heaved. Sigh in a soft world of crimson-waving flowers Dancing a......Read the rest...

...of things d\found the scope peace has existed with hope even if a dope did a bin blooper had become a storm trooper real super duper together did click with such a good looking chick wh......Read the rest...

......My last day at work I got him alone, and I let loose in a brutal tirade, said that he’d betrayed ‘serious writing,’ which has trouble enough in our day and age. I told him his gifts were not......Read the rest...

...Disgruntled, they come to me as bit-parts ripped from black and white movies. Mad aunt Anastasia, who should have been a nun. One of her hands will not touch her, the other has been carried off ......Read the rest...

...Abandon futile attempts to run Behold the process has begun Step toward your darkest fear Let’s flip the switch to a new frontier Penetrating deep within Evacuate your mortal sin This brave n......Read the rest...