Best Hypoxic Poems

If you were oxygen,

then my body would be hypoxic

if you are love

then your love is toxic

if you are a dream

you surely will not come true

perhaps...

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We swim in slime of a kakristocracy.
Its murky yet neon green; with radioactive counterfeit dollar bills.
These waters are toxic; it's inhabitants littered and hypoxic.
Ethnocentric, psychographic,...

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Let it remain
ovarian pure. After strangulating
the truth,
for hypoxic euphoria.

Flies in your face
the dirt,
the denial, the terracota
of superposition of speech
hiding self-interest.

Blackened crozier
for wrinkeled crotch
drops the ashes...

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Solfatara plays lumen,
Air hypoxic rites death,
Fumarole punches the stomata,
Coldness fired leaves,
Joy!

A run amok storm dragged trunks,
The warrior of plantae,
Majesty of a tropical mountain,
Every berry has...

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