Crimps Poems - Poems about Crimps

...Glory to thermodynamics in general... and generation of heat in particular cuz yours truly spoiled with trappings of Western Civilization. How ideal I imagine to dwell in a self sufficie......

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...the taught red skin wrapped her wrist like a ribbon; dim and so trimmed with disease. all bruised from a blood-let cephalic incision; she's thinned out and gnashing her teeth. departed in sin, pa......

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...Children of China David J Walker When left to their own devices The vise and the vices come out And Catch both witless and wise In clamps and crimps and cramps in the Hard and darkened......

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...and spoils of Western Civilization. Thrum of the central heater... manually activated upon advent of twilight (since yours truly not resident within "smart home"), nevertheless warm cockles and......

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...*Image of Stakeout On Dope Street Withdrawl by Warner. Delirium I stepped in yesterdays cold that babbled through a rosed mist, its clammy waters rallied the shal......

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...Paternal Link Forfeited And Forsaken! Irreparable father/daughter bond, particularly with eldest an ache that reinforces inadequacy, keeps yours truly awake, more so now versus countless ye......

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...killer (suicide) wrought living corpse fruition, while she whipped various nutritious concoctions in blender to ensure minimal essentials to, I readily admit) famished body in con junction ......

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...All the weeks once spent revealing Efforts pledged for Friday feeling Life's intents and notions reeling ... Yet, the weekend always shined Composing body, s......

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...At first he takes your hand Leads you gently across the sand Takes his time in his long stride As you consider him a friend In thoughts of younger days He seems to stand in place With knowing......

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...If they cage me... confine with concrete cold under feet absorbs into soul as I grow cold Breathing the air that isn't there...stagnant wrench of condemned and contrite Locked down night ......

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...This is for you, my precious swain Sorry for the occasional bad grains Despite all the different crimps Glad we're still strong on our limbs Remember that big major mistake? Deep down in my ro......

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