Best Spittle Poems

With his beard decked in spittle he came,
Silently gliding into my heart, heaving
So fiercely the air itself quivered, 
His arms outstretched in tremulous rage,
Pinned to the sky like a crucified slave,
In a fresh bout of awe we awoke,
Faintly aware of a kiss blown to the...

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Creeping crawling and tantalizing
Revamped and vandalizing
It creeps in

Clawing, digging, murderously thieving
Killing as it steals and thrills
It sneaks in

Vanquishing and smothering suppression
Suppressing all, thought of light regressing
It got in

Get it out, spit it back out.  YOU DON'T WANT THIS TO GET IN!
Phlegm will choke you,...

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Whether virtual or actual paths cross,
     aye great thee ahoy
no fear Mademoiselle or Monsieur,
     thy harried style haint cloy

rather, when embarking
     on introductory acquaintance
     ship, aye employ
swiftly tailored indistinguishable,
...

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I rale against this GOD
of pestilence and joyous pain.
This GOD of the sinners
unforgiving beggars and fear.

I shout into the vacuous vacancy
of empty souls - huddled in hope
pleading for the penetence
of an unobtainable peace.

I mock the preachers pulpitized phlegm
sprayed spittle and sanctimony
mesmerizing the melancholy
cajoling the sheep...

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Woah!..woah!..easy there girl…steady, steady..I would tell it…but I’ve never rode a horse nor is it a horse I’m telling to make ready…to stay steady of the course that I’m riding….abiding by the rules…hiding…no longer sit on bar stools…so tired are my feet that I used...

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Playing jigsaw with the clouds
Spoiler they just make one giant cloud
i know i shouldn't be allowed       
light reflected in the raindrops
on the window glass
like a fractal demon mask
frozen mist
hangs around frame
sheltering from the obsidian rain
puddles tremble
light scratches across the...

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A little thing spoils the appetite.
Mine and face just had to become tight
Dulled what had been luminously bright
Because the matter was far from light...

What was it, again? Oh yes, Hot Tea!
I'd been asked to tea: Some two cups free;
What giver would want from me: 'Agree'.
Cups...

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