Encephalon Poems - Poems about Encephalon

... THE DOLL WHICH TALKS Long curls and curved lashes Turquoise dewy smiling eyes Perfect grooves and curves Jubilant and diligent Impeccable and affable Zipped lips pricked shells ….. the mo......

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...Insomnia welcomed courtesy high test coffee consumed later at night than usual finds me bright eyed and bushy tailed amply lively to learn about an American radio and television personality ......

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...Beloved of the Lord Long before the prophets Isiah, Micah, Daniel, and Zechariah. Long before the world knew of the son of man, Jesus, Christ, the King of Kings the great Messiah. God found ......

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...It was a righteous hit and the silky smooth euphoric familiar feeling was racing through her veins to her encephalon. It was an energetic stimulation to her central nervous system. Her whole bo......

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...While afloat with memories of you, I recalled the beauty of your soul, the smell of your soap scented skin. While afloat with memories of you, my mind is impregnable of how the hem of your patched......

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...In a small stretch of tempo, I forgot your fame. In a small stretch of tempo, I forgot your name. In a small stretch of tempo, I forgot about the inauspicious and piteous moths that were attracted ......

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...NOUVEAU Let's evaluate this word. I could not sleep much last night, so I laid awake thinking about my tenacity i......

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...Pt. 2 with her a tray of stack flapjacks, crisp bacon, and a foam cup filled to the rim with apple juice. I remember that she came once before, and I was glad to see her again. Her face was witho......

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...It was a good day, a Sunday going to church day. The sun was a brilliant glow. The weather was agreeable, a welcoming change from the brutally brisk weather we been having. True Vin......

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...Once manifested on the heel of Adagio in G major, balancés and assemblés from the back hand. Baryshnikov told me to flatten my stomach, so I repressed the urge to breathe; suffocation is in......

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...^_^ ~~~~~~~~~^_^~~~~~~~~~ (0_0) (0_0) Wreathing this encephalon - wrenched, gnarled, murdered Neurons in diminution - de-escalated, cla......

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...you are all a lost generation -- Gertrude Stein ? I Once hallowed encephalon cavernous cerebral chasms now less serene ruptured n' spleen Subjected to ravenous days? Days n' illuminat......

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