Best Interrogating Poems

We had him dead to rights, Herman and I.
On his lips was a smear of blueberry pie.
That bulldog is guilty as sin, we both agreed.
Behind...

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Outside October perches it's little feet
upon summer's fading scenery,
replacing marigolds with mums
and swapping tiki torches
for dimly lit jack o' lanterns,
illuminating midnight
with another seasons mysterious approach

and...

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I see people moving, but going nowhere
I see people moving with their hands thrown in the air
I see people moving but they have nothing to...

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Quizz with broad hints for poets

the nose bridge
an ear sans fold kneeling on a slab (sometimes
	an upward curling lobe)
two upper ears sans lobes both folded...

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I know my flaws!
 why cant i defend myself sir?
I met the cops alone,
We fought alone, 
And now i sit silent 
As you talk to...

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The 1AC is a shot in the dark. 
When we use interrogative strategies
we create zones of visibility and possibility.
The potentiality for deliberation
towards a new politic.
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Woke up to your possessor calling.
Vehement jealousy interrogating
A confrontation been expecting.
Bit my tongue.
Hesitate injecting.
Why? What was wrong?
Her complacency in the way
Toxic courtship to prolong
My indecency
A...

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I walked through cities passing factories, in thick smog, dim lights searching,
Over fields of sweet young green corn with a sharp slap from coldest east...

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"One does not become conscious by 
imagining figures of light, but by making 
the darkness conscious." 
--C.G. Jung

At the strike of midnight,
my shadow wets my dreams;
A series of...

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I owe no one but my military conscience
Interrogating me speak! speak!! speak!!!
And though I halt to say a word
It never stops to pound my heart

I...

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Biting her full lips
Her sweet strawberry breath
warms the air around us
 
The breeze of her conversation
dances across my face
Interrogating my tastebuds into life
 
Her simple...

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The bleak tear tramples down the stony road
Blown by gushing whirlwinds and manly toil
Gone ravishing thoughts of why have I?
Haven’t recognize reality by this sweet...

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not just the weather is unbalanced
i, as well am out of sorts
it’s not just the weather that is making people uneasy
i tend to do that...

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Inspection took place February 17th, 2023...

At 1330 hours (indicated
courtesy notification slipped under door
less than twenty four hours)
hence foretold ill fate
by property (crooks and quade) management
the...

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(This poem is based on the Mad TV character.)

I'm interrogating Miss Swan.
My patience is nearly gone.
I ask her to describe a crook but I don't...

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