Best Uncoordinated Poems

Am I a woman when i turn 18?
No longer scared to sneak dad’s old whiskey out of our Swedish glass cabinet
Maybe it was when i...

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already naked
estimating time
of arrival suggest
coordinates for my
backyard positioning of
my uncoordinated body
leaving a bit of flexibility
in case of a need for any
slight rearrangements i
might need to...

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Absurdity 

Behind the closed portal and the open door,
stands the lonely legless man with his paramour.
He is singing silently
in the peace of night violently
a nocturnal...

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One day as our little Dragon passed by a house, he heard someone in distress.
He shouldn’t have left his window open, for he’s now in...

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As a new father I coached my little league son
 He was clumsy and uncoordinated
 Picked dandelions in the outfield
 Watched bumble bees fly and...

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What did i do wrong?

What did i do wrong 
I ask myself
Is it a crime 
I fell for you

What did i do wrong
I ask myself
Why...

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I reach into the attic of repressed memories
To vague dreams that could’ve been realised
That once seemed so vast and infinite
And all things possible and significant
To...

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What is self magnified, but life
   longing an impossible dream,
a tickling of inner cravings 
  as the voice of imaged splendor,
wherewithal's purpose
flourished...

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She wouldn't want to bore ya,
but there's something about Nora.

Things physical, not audi
fly away from her body,

Fail to nail the counter, 
hit the deck all...

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Tyrannical,
tourette-ical,
tic-tic-tic-tic-tocking,
twisting, tangling, tumbling,
the words tie in tight Gordian knots
trying to flee the faltering tongue
in a staggering, staccato rhythm, 
sounds now chat, chat, chat, chattering 
out...

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He's late
 Or am I early
 What time is it? 
Can't see 
The stars are uncoordinated. 
Whose in charge?
 What's with The mighty Mac wrappers...

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Ages and Stages

What has happened through all the ages
And does it depend upon the stages
We are currently in or have been through
And how many germs...

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She is so lovely and sweet
The sunny dress top shes wearing
Has me enthralled - unholy thoughts

Its over ten inches above the lovely knees
Its v shaped...

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May be life was not meant for the uncoordinated.

I look at life through an open window,

Always careful not to fall out of order.

I skim the...

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Milk
I try to pour myself a glass of milk
The milk thinks the counter is a glass

Notebook
I try to grab my notebook to write this now
The...

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