Kinking Poems - Poems about Kinking

...Cicadas like Maronite chants— night churches, tree numbers, heat August more than hellfire; without kinking wings. ......

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...Brazenly stared within the irony of irrational horizons, shadows colorlessly implanted on an oasis of silent sand dunes - - no footprints were visible in her wake,......

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...When I hold the pen, it trembles in my hand; the poem. The catharsis. Zero minus, to no to everything against the main stream. You start kinking. Gawking ? Every night I carry my glitche......

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...Let us go to certain half-desserted restaurant Where cheese is spread on the table like an elkmilksheet Steaks are burnt, curries are bland, puddings are mulberry mist Let us go to certain half-......

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