Looped Poems - Poems about Looped

... I'm not feeling at all myself today— I see a sea of selfies. adrift in a mirror maze, floating as reflections that are lost in a hall of posed intentions. Each face is a practiced smile. ......

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...My arrival landed where I began my flight and journey Sunny San Diego y e s, I was back and how I missed it Oh-h-h-h, let me count the ways—rather days spent in a border town, oh what......

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...lights crack, breezes of salt drown the eyes Toss heads of dye, howls collide, the waves still Pacing the wharf, glances leer throughout, giants tear through the skies Decrepit soul, thirst of whi......

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... looking worse for wear at the mercy of winter's harsh elements. a stray dog, sad of eyes, clothed in all black to matc......

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...I dreamed I was inside a bulb— a cathedral of filament and glass— not dead not born….. but shumming**. Glass walls curved like time sealed but translucent my fingers curled around ......

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...Quicksand, happy to sad. Mad morass of the mind. Looped labyrinth of wavy lines, no end.......

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... 4. Quantum Superposition . A particle can exist in multiple states or places simultaneously until measured Are humans waves or particles? Even an entire human being, under the righ......

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... I close my eyes, and the FYP still flickers. A faint grid overlays my internal vision: profile icons, captions crawling sideways, the heart button pulses in phantom rhythm. Swipe— ......

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..."Get high on yourself baby You The revolution" It wasn’t Reagan chirping away That brought down the Berlin Wall It was Nina Hagen brawling like a sprung spider From a death crack in the wall ......

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...[Guitar solo introduction] [Chorus] Oh look at what the cat dragged in, and he looks like the dog worked him over too, and for some reason he thinks he smells like clover, was it whisky or win......

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...You toss them to the ground, they don’t beckon or call, They’re a pair of jeans, and to the ground they fall, They stay as long as you threw them, Yet they could stand tall, When they’re on you t......

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... My volatile mind wanders in fanciful cauldron of emptiness, floats on the fairy flotilla in the sunburst cloud’s recess, makes a fascinating painting of formless fantasy on the synthet......

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...Velvet red roses stand cheek to cheek with daisy faces, ringed in petal fringes, sweetly scented by creamy bubbles of double jonquil popcorn blooms beside a starburst yellow chrysanthemum, ......

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...Peering back through misted glass. You. An intimately known stranger next to me. Echo waves lap in and out of my mind... Reality? Looped events pulsating. Can't trust the cine film past. Click......

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...Classical infusion Beethoven’s “ode to joy” Playing on blaring audiophile speakers annoy Purposely looped to destroy vagrants with electronic music Blends of subversive elements and anxious acous......

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