Best Mouldy Poems

What suggestive simile has mould,
Its choice of residence could not be sweeter planned;
Such a perfect timed embrace,
Embedded in the papers flattering embroidery -
So fitting of analogy.
Growing down the wall each day,
A sickly, ill debauchery; 
but yet, it still amazes me.
How it painted such a life-like...

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A clicking clock is a sound warden. A stereo monologue of one syllable. Like an om om. But an om is neither an omega nor a nom nom. And nom noms are said to be as righteous as driving around a drive or a lane...

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Once I threw a mouldy bread
into the dumpster
and when I went for groceries 
I saw a Gypsy boy taking the bread
and being content about it.

A tear dropped down my cheek.

I was always surrounded by
immoral people;
drug addicts, alcoholics,
small thieves, the poor.

Perhaps they see me as one...

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