Brutalist Poems - Poems about Brutalist

...To French cast Frederic Berjot. You made iconic art statues, venerable. You had no idea what was impossible. Your Iris bust's cast centrum inherit Within the void that is my spirit.......

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...Love hearts and scabby knees. Dead flies and stinging bees. Dirty nails and sweaty lips. Fishnets with ragged slips. Eyeholes in a hessian sack. Pimples on a tattooed back. Toys that she just c......

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...Goose and purple i saw it strung up in a window in chicago I saw factories written in your eyelashes and hair and industrialization vomited Limp and edible bruised and calling Geese sing every mo......

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...Was it a reproduction Of a Rothko in a book resting on his lap, A swathe of black sky over A grey sea, perhaps, That triggered it. He recalled pictures of Brutalist concrete bunkers and silos......

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...The Night Glenfell A summer solstice candle breezing midst the twilight air Where aloft the dizzying height of storey twenty f......

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...Once we created starry nights, and Mona Lisa with smile slight, we covered chapels in heavenly scenes, made David shine in marble sheen. Now our 'art' make good folks scoff, smear **** on paper,......

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...A student hunched over a Macbook Pro gone mad with overachievement, Typed away at a fifty-page essay with aid from sleep's bereavement. As his fingers stroked the keypad's letters with pace and......

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...bloods curdle into sour pastes, touches reek of bitter tastes, an unethical monster, a lustful devil, an insult to society. a burning heart and soul laced, two lips and her hap......

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