Control Panel Poems - Poems about Control Panel

...I wish my body had a control panel; a back door that led to monitors and controls Lights of emotions that are controlled by switches Digital displays in the form of actions I long to change t......

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...I don't know what came over me that day - an instant of weakness after years of resistance, I suppose. My beaming spouse leads me, a dog on a short leash, into the forbidden citadel, the sanctum s......

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...Excuse, may I perhaps suggest that you adjust your settings Access my local area network by rebooting your memory Restore it to our history, the mail, the messages we shared The cache of stored wo......

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...Beware the “Reader” Phishing Scam By Elton Camp I had considered myself practically immune to phishing scams, but I found out differently last night. While I was doing some online searches, just a......

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...the ebb and flow of this ocean surrounding me, consumes my waking being thy waves of love lap at my soul in ever-rising surges... so high the tides of erotic delight, that one can scarce a breat......

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...A Rift in Time By Elton Camp Henry Higgins, B.A., M.A. Ph.D., graduate in physics from the Massachusetts Institution of Technology, is missing. Born August 8, 1950, he was thought of as a genius ......

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..."I was convinced that there were bombs planted all over the place. Everywhere there were going off explosions as if someone was sitting at a control panel base and pushing detonator buttons. There wa......

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...the darkness overwhelms me eats at me takes over controls me every night before i go to bed i pray that the darkness does not take over me every morning before i go to school i wish ......

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...The quest for higher energy, higher abilities Has become too trite The savages always come by at 3 in the ante meridiem And they seem to drain anything away that was built up This shouldn't b......

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...The bark worn smooth, a scamper up. Looking down takes my breath away. Leveling off, I’m safe in the cockpit. Flying the Iowa skies, way above the tassels, Control panel at my fingertips. Spr......

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