Intestines Poems - Poems about Intestines

...There’s this voice that echoes inside of me,in the pit of my soul He has long sharp nails, with which he tears down the walls of my heart,peice by piece Every time my foot steps on the grass, green......

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... I am a roadkill. I had almost crossed the road when a bike hit me. I fell and he drove over my face before I realized what happened. The left side of my face was completely crushed. I lay the......

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...Tim Roth gets shot, and what emerges? Blood. His innards act like wrecked intestines should. Those fifties-movies injuns really suck, with tactics redolent of Donald Duck! “The whiteys circle wag......

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...Dun days? Clouds above in greys? Sapphire? Purple haze? Deterrence, dessicate, cays. Buildings on the raze. World around in twilight. Months ahead a-grim. Heart within me, burn with fight! C......

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...Crime busting Houston police smoke out disjointed fur rats house... formerly an abandoned Amazon warehouse went to pot with mold and magic mushrooms growing in every spot. All kinds of vermin ......

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...If stars could see the sun~ slurping the grunglethorp grains from sweat-soaked streams, purging puddles of blurmorgris, you’d hear the phazephonyx symphony of my intestines churning chyme i......

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...Gouge the eyes from its sockets Grate at the flesh Chip at the bone Scrape at the marrow Churn out the intestines Carve out the remains Snip at the veins Drain out the blood Hack at the crown......

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...Her dad was her first king, He made the rules; anything else was counterfeit. A precious figurine, yet a knight, Kept just out of reach but always ready to fight. Her mom was her first teacher,......

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...My Abdomen A great amount has been recorded about my 17-year-old abdomen. My pale stomach and intestines talk a great deal and sleep much less. I shut them up and keep them awake by dri......

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...Rifts bred of lonely invitations Tastes of iron and limitations ringing down the boulevard Soldiers drop Fickle relationships feel alive Turmoil predestined for failure An injured excitement P......

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... “not every story has a beginning some are told in the dark, some begin at the end of our lives & some end at the beginning of pains” there's a glue that has a name—July 13 strong enough t......

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...As I ascend the podium, a predator of piquant pontifications, my eyes ravage the assemblage of adversaries, their countenances a canvas of consternation and morbid fascination. The atmosphere is heav......

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...I, am bounded by emotions But I refuse to be reduced. Inside of me they revolve The combination, Let me mention. How much they cause confusion. When fear connects with anger I swear, I am he......

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... ‘Hey stomach,’ says anus, ‘Would you cut the crap.’ “It’s not me,’ stomach says; ‘I won’t take the wrap. It’s what they’re eating, So blame teeth and mouth. I’m innocent,’ says stomach, ‘F......

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...I don’t want my love to be violent. But when I love, I rip my organs out of my chest, I take my knitting needles and make you a scarf out of my intestines to keep you warm while I bleed out......

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