Long Sharpie Poems

To anybody that has ever felt
anything at all, especially you -
I ran my fingertips across the leather notebook on your desk
and I felt your thoughts crackling below my skin;
overflowing with cursive letters and lines that...

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The healthier we become the more ways we find to make ourselves sick
Hypochondriac fits of politics 
Diet pills McDonalds Happy Meals
Hypnagogic images make up the news
Cumulus clouds full of debris from the local avenues 
Deeper...

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For such a low gudgeon, Dorian in high dudgeon.
The puppet popped atop amid internal turmoil,
Of the Russian, for the Russian and by the Russian,
He spent nearly 3 years trafficking spoils

The puppet popped atop amid internal...

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Today I Had Such A Hard Time
School Was Too Much For My Mind
Tears Filled My Eyes
But I Wouldn't Let Anyone Hear My Cries
Additude Was Written All Over Me
Like Grafiti On The Window Sill That You...

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Mr. Wiggles the stuffed “punk pig” , he wasn’t always this way. Before the safety pins in his little nose and “Dead Kennedy’s” patch on his soft, fuzzy, pink back, he was a loving, clean,...

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If they'd told me I'd fall for you
I'd have offered them the number
To the local psych ward -
After a sufficient Google search
To ensure they received
The proper care they'd need.
If they'd said to me,
"One day you'll...

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orwell’s moustache: PART I

the father of big brother
whose face can be found on the cover of 
animal farm or nineteen eighty-four,
his two most popular literary achievements---
he stares back at us with a moustache---
a pencil moustache...

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He knows he acts like a dumbass
sometimes
An overzealous hopeless romantic
But this is a little much
Even for him
Luckily, he's got a partner in crime
this time

"You're totally gonna marry her, arentcha!?"
Yells Boomer, his Boston accent thick
punching the...

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Light minded people say I’m an uppity darkie
They color me bad, 
with a black face, felt pen Sharpie
Vanilla voices downright don’t like
the audio sounds of this mouthy darkie
They say I’m way too uppity,
don’t know what...

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I am from day old make up, from hand me down clothes and sharpie covered arms.

I am from a dirt filled well and barefoot on gravel

I am from black and brown caterpillars to the landlord’s...

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She sits in the corner of the hall
Look at her hands, you can see where she draws
Above her left thumb, in black sharpie, a heart of love
Her nails are painted black
Like a song from her...

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Here I sit on your lap, 
your luscious brown eyes staring down at me intently.
I feel a smile creeping upon my lips.
Oh how perfect it all seems.
For the moment.
Grabbing a sharpie a mark your skin.
Upside...

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Endless possibilities expand my dendrites, kicking up hopes.
Lasagna boat floats, Play Dough Dragon, Speedy envelopes
Wherever I turn I see another idea, which might be grand.
A pink penguin army shying away from a Mariachi band.

Orange stuffed...

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At some point you are going to need to impress more than a few friends with some burnt toast. I used to have an old, heavy-gauge chrome-plated toaster with a dial to adjust doneness from...

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Not I, not me, uh uh, not true,
I own no Sharpies in black nor blue,
I’m sure I’m right, the chart was clear,
Dorian’s path to Alabama’s near.

The media cries I made it up,
I drew the lines...

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Who's the one you hate, With all your heart
Want to see Him/Her Drop dead? Would you give your soul?
Anynight, 12:00 to 3:00 A.M., Consult your demons...
On paper w/ Red Sharpie draw a pentagon, leaev a...

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The echidna and the platypus were friends.
They both had a teeny tiny secret, one and the other.
The sweet platypus had venom on his ends.
He was told to keep this hidden by his mother.

The short-nosed echidna...

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Love 
Is the hardest thing in life
Love 
Is a Sharpie
Because it's there forever
Even when we die
It remains in our hearts
And in our minds
Love 
Is a tear
Because when you waste your tears
On unfaithful guys
They start to...

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   "in a tipsy frame of mind"



my pen point was swirling and twirling to be
on a romantic adventure so fun and fancy free
with a tipsy turn here and with savoir faire' there
escaping to...

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You find old poems in the attic
in a box with the Remington Rand
you wrote them on in the Sixties
before computers were born.

They were published then in little
magazines like Bitterroot, the one 
put out by Menke...

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With lots of socks that look alike,
It’s hard to make a pair.
To try to find the perfect match,
You need some time to spare.

My husband solved the problem, though,
His gym socks the intention,
Which proves that yes,...

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expositions, preminitions
dry-erasers falling from the sky.

but I've got a chalkboard for a 
raincoat and a half dozen reasons
to change my expression.

synthetic saliva in some neon colored 
sharpie highlighters.

misplaced emphasis in shades of
 bright yellow..

 verbs...

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People, we are, and people evolve
Yet another mystery, overdue to be solved
If our views are predestined to, one day, change
Then proving our point, well it seems rather vain

I like to keep things, under my thumb
A...

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