Best Ikea Poems

My muse had a good idea,
Let's flood the world with Ikea!
Dysfunctional kits, there and here,
For guns and bombs,
No one would care,
They would be assembling Ikea,
Each...

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It came with 10 pages of instructions
It came with all its own tools
But it had its own agenda
To make me out to be a fool

I...

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So, this is death by Bunnings,
This is so not funny,
So much for a store of hardware,
Then it's on to death by Ikea,
What am I doing...

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This town, this Silk Road had no toll to pay
  yet from the east caravans again fill its
pharaonic marble and glass temples. Monolith

malls rise...

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So let me get this straight
(if I can use that word
in a totally non-offensive way)

Jack and Jill now get bottled water
Delivered.

Little Bo Peep
Keeps her sheep...

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Frustration

These days my frustration is digital in that `Brave New World'
              ...

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Robotics To Come

In the Star online today, there are a few articles on robotics....
From a robotic language teacher to an IKEA furniture assembler....
And the introduction...

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357 Desert Eagle drive
Hollow point
A piece of the sky
Everything is Zen
Sequestered in hell
It’s the little things that kill
Stopping power
**** me
Cold against your temple
Hot in your...

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Into the sandbox
Come the flappers and the seekers
Like puppets on strings
Dancing to their own childish whims
The profiler watches
As they think they sing
The poison in their...

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Spawned from the loins that 
Perpetuated the loyal serfs mongrel
Seed:-
These peoples of a conditioned and
"Resigned-To-it-all" breed.
Born into the enveloping tedium
Of interlocking days...Interwoven
With interlocking days -
Victims...

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She placed her arms around,
And clasped her hands pressing her chest closer
Not uttering a sound

Her movements were poetry in motion
She was dedicated with a passion
Her...

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At first glance, you would never know you were inside a prison.
See the perfectly lined books on his ikea book shelf?
That old wooden desk in...

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If we could sing
of futures searched

If we might ring
with resonant sacred research,

We might find within each inside thing
a place Future co-invites,
outside reconnects
ego-remembers
from dreams of Ancient...

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A is for Ant (and for ass, your dad is an example of an ass)
B is for Bee (and for b*stard, your dad is a...

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i stare at the screen
and hope my thoughts make sense in words
there's always some coherence in these poems
if only i could find it.

something seems to...

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