Cartilages Poems - Poems about Cartilages

...clatter-claws scratching drum skins. Pigeons are the worst. Rose bushes sit quietly all summer then only after they have lost their heads do they squeak and squawk all night. Dry joints crunch do......

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...Clatter claws cascade downward into listening drums. Pigeons are the worst. Rose bushes sit quietly all summer then only after they have lost their heads do they scratch and squark nightly. To......

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...she placed her ragged comfort blanket in the exhausted tumble dryer to dry her tears shed during nightmares spinning terror and cold dreams requested safe passage from the Goddess of laundry an......

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...First hosting angels with God and son Then I'd become a glimmer in my father's eye Met my mother then I arrived A babe with NO teeth At age of three I have some bones Cartilages harden made of m......

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...Insignificant, My proses are nothing without you- but scribbles, through and through I dream a dark weary blur of letters, a phrases, going by in a flur- Even that; my thoughts seeming s......

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...Insignificant, My proses are nothing without you- but scribbles, through and through I dream a dark weary blur of letters, a phrases, going by in a flur- Even that; my thoughts seeming s......

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