Best Elliptical Poems

Species sundry sentential 
Line the lost lowered loft
Whose weary wayward-ceiled 
Roof raises itself over the lot:
The diverse specimen bottles of pharmaceutic potations,
Mortared and mixed as by the Hawthornean sawbones 
And apothecary, yclept, poetically rendered: "The Quack Haunted." 
(Aye,) Haunted and hunted he was, by that...

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Consume not liquid lest you feel inebriation
The fat of this earth shall not pass your tongue.
While under the thrall of this passionless thing
Never again to know reality's touch.

Beware the effects
that will certainly occur.
The thoughts may cause some nausea

when you see the malady
mercurial and volatile
spinning straight...

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Someone  over 200 pounds, for 30 minutes at the lowest setting
On an Elliptical Trainer can burn 400+ calories, that's bed wetting!
Says the brochure
Gonna buy one for sure
Soon be a slim trim senior, if my ticker doesn't start objecting...

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Someone over 200 pounds, start at the lowest setting
On an Elliptical Trainer can burn 400 calories, that's bed wetting!
Says the brochure
Gonna buy one for sure
Soon be a trim senior if my ticker doesn't start objecting...

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Canonical, orbit, elliptical, prodigal, crown

come back to me reasons and signs and be found in these

Stardust, Sirius, be the scourge of Thebes and of the Sirens of Hades on their knees

   But not to service their own but to hide and be weak...

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The moon is the compass to more than lunatics 

 the world shines forth on course to break the habits of Heretics

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The morning light has broken
Upon the wall
outside
I watch it sharpen
While sipping coffee
It broadens
over
The walls entirety
Into a full gleaming twinkle
I sip
Feeling the vibration
here
in the concrete hades
Such loveliness...

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subdivided into pities and regrets,
radiating dark pain of disappointment,
on the face semi plastic caustic opaque
already smeared blood and venom.

but isn't everything the same?
I mean, our usual acid,
like the gray word clothed with edges,
or eyes that have given up the light,
our heavy presence in this fragile...

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