Jawed Poems - Poems about Jawed

...Sexually explicit meme more real day originally written May 31st, 202_ humorously, posthumously, and tempestuously expressing woes from the top of my talking head to gnarly nails of (this ......

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...I have been here before awake in this dream of fitheavy amorphic darkness full of war parting stars into silent tremor dust sea… to feel the smash of god beneath the waves the heave......

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...In the alleys of mirrors, reflections stare back with faces I've yet to covet. The cacophony of screams and whispers, a post-coital slack-jawed pause, the aftermath of endless nights and getting lost......

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...In raw dawn I emerge crow-thoughts pecking skull-bone black as plowed earth. Farm-stench floods – dung, hay and blood – primal musk of life and death intertwined. Yet in this first ......

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...At the moor's edge where the cliff-drop gnaws the wind and a jutting ledge raises it hackles, fingers scrabble, skinned toes curl within stiff-jawed boots. Turn an ankle here, and you may fal......

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...The angels are overloaded. And I'm crying aloud. In marketplaces. In new frontiers. Sobbing incongruously From station to station. Losing my past And letting the present Run off without me. ......

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... Why By Miracle Man 5/31/2024 Oft times I hear a child question why? Then anxiously await a response. To, why raindrops always fall from the sky, I stand slack jawed as if in a traun......

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...Raise your hand if you were surprised The day we met Dorthea in her beautiful high rise. She had turned into a Dalmatian which she always wanted to be. And she was rather beautiful, as she poured ......

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...Head buried beneath the wind, hung, grasping an overhang, hug the thin bones of wiry tussocks. At the moor's edge where the cliff-drop, gnaws at the sky, a jutting ledge raises it hackles, fi......

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...The bane of a cold sore inside my mouth Sent my smooching life south, whereby I felt like poor Georgie Porgie, pudding and pie, who kissed the girls and made them cry. The medical term for c......

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...silently wailing analogy to Moby Dick regarding how yesterdays prurient laced introductions to rhyme in retrospect embarrassingly blows. Herewith to enliven anecdote ever further, I inject ......

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...Lament the clumsy stumble bum who bungles his debut By mumbling his monologue and missing every cue. He wanders freely off his mark and often flubs his lines. His timing’s unpredictable. His rhyth......

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...Ivy-covered sheepskin, firmly in hand the confident graduate, square-jawed and tan Pulled offers from prestigious start-ups all over the land a year later he played lead guitar, hat in......

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...Skull where is your brain, where inside this abandoned cave is your mind? Did God leave you like this your jaw open in that crazy grin the wind echoing under your cracked dome? There are field......

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...A slack jawed drunk thugs his way toward a down-town bar and grill. Red lights over sizzling steaks add flames to his eyes. Cincinnati on a Sunday morning trashes its streets cold wi......

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