Cutoff Poems - Poems about Cutoff

...Passing years and Google I wonder how old one has to be to have a dignified life, Google wants to re-identify myself It appears there are many of me They sent me a form where I have to place f......

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...Someone saw me digging through the trash this morning And gave me five bucks The embarrassed gin-mace of the nursing home volunteer Plastered to his face For the three seconds I could see it B......

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...At the doctor’s office I spend time observing the others They have no idea I am doing it For I am staring at my phone, instead of them Taking sneak peek glances. no one sees me anyway. At seven......

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...My world with full of illusion, Feel me with a potable description, All is a result of excitement and reaction, It goes beyond limit of creation, Where it undergoes a short lived oscillation,......

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...This love is chaotic My anxiety to feel your skin texture Leads me to severe headache and fever, My breath cutoff, And eyes turn red When ever I'm vulnerable to your presence, Your love is a ......

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...Somewhat outstandingly millennial absurdism Is Seen’d slowly Drownin’ towns; & townes’ there’ness, May’be Forever’ly mere’d, —- hungry Frenetic wild dogs roam- ING; Thirst, ......

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...It was not the noise that woke them from their gentle sleep, but a foreboding that was now into their dreams creep. They sat looking quietly at each other that night, ......

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...Getting an IUD feels like… A needle in a haystack. Except your uterus is the haystack And the needle, it’s really in there. It’s not a single garment below the waist, Bare butt, bare back. It......

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...Cutoff the strike! Cutoff the strike of love! Adam's sperm says cutoff the strike! Adam's sperm perpetually deems of life, Minus eve's zygote. You are the MARTHA that BERTHA, ......

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...I bare the child of this world yet I am tossed to rot away, I've given you all that I can give and in return you don't even know my name, Stop the plundering, stop the looting, ask me politely and ......

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...Off Season Santa Cajun Santa won’t ever be seen Buying Christmas candy in New Orleans He has a whole group of Elves back in the swamp Making Cajun candy for the kids to chomp Summer ti......

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...I hate you, trully hate you, My bad breath smells of hate, Hate for you, I hate to see you walk, Hate to see you talk, Hate to see you joke, Of things, that hate you back. Do you even realiz......

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...As the man on the roof, took two steps towards the edge, he was unexpectedly stopped by the sound of a bright and familiar voice, down below. "I thought you were at work dad, watcha doing up the......

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...Unfamiliar grounds scare my emotions, Hand which holds me safe no longer exist, Each glance behind reveal vacant spaces where are you Mom? The emptiness I feel around me is vast, Familiar war......

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...I wasn't there to hear the choir though once I sang with them, but I still think of Holliday at closing--cadence coming up and his conducting stern, impassive just as always with the same authority, ......

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