Hoisted Poems - Poems about Hoisted

Why does the sheep follow the wolf to hell in this bat soup they all want a taste of communism let's stick the needle into your arms and take control When the train pulls up the track people are queuing for hours they chant songs of freedom thinking they are safe there is no cure for such...

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smirks drip dances seeped'n rustic rhythm birthing moaning melody spanked by surges airy ambiguity fostered callous concerto register punctured piano pulses riveting reeling rises squashing sassy capillaries then haughty halt diminuendo digs gore perforating pulpy pores hoisted hankering fart: callous emotions' cart. '20:02:22:11:22...

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salient sun spill rusty rays; rips cremating callous comfort lusty earth bought felon face fiery puking punctured pulses soles' rhythmic skip hoisted heat drips bruised limbs' lip disabled earth drown dancing dust: clown cupped'n vying vow earth's plight pulls passion into pool. '20:02:11:14:27...

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punctured pleasure pulsing bounty beats blushing hoisted horizons hankering damping dark dances on tainted torrent cupping callous crest wielded waves whooshing heaving vying hymns with felon verses Ironbounds mystic move swaying stray mood feeble fishes chew on and on punctured pleasure's pawn. 19:12:30:07:23...

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bounty brags blushing purpled eyes puncturing hoisted hag seducing callous crimson tuning into hankering hall she opened door gaunt glottis shrunk like leering lust's none inside thrust "I'll revive him, mystic May's wind pebbles pruning pills" then she left, reincarnation at crest. 19:12:24:07:30 ~Note~ An imitation of Lascelles Abercrombie's "Witchcraft: New Style"...

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Hoisted by God, my Lord Jesus, by His great holiness help Assured am I with life eternal by His salvation authority Never leaving nor forsaking me day and night Nurturing my spirit through His Word's nourishment Assertive is His truth, vanquishing doubts' affliction Holding me up; thus, here am I, grateful...praising Him heartily. Redeemed, I'm secured by Christ's love along His...

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Brainstorm cometh, damning frontal hemisphere jamming lookout, noggin perched, roiling thinking uber wayfaring zealot, drills legendary phalanx. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Writer's block afflicts Das scribe, who whiz now stricken supine ...

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To go out today would be a farce Bitterly cold and sunshine sparse I wanted to play But there was no way I would certainly land on my **** 7/7/2013...

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