Mastic Poems - Poems about Mastic

...A squint of brilliance, blending seamlessly Within a palette of dark and light shades Melt and fade a harmony and balance Of mastic glitziness splendor and charm Within the spectacle stage of the......

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...SEALANT Mastic It’s elastic When leaks become drastic A substance that’s quite fantastic Plastic......

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...cellophane scotch anything but mastic sticky back silky front invisible tape I can't see you you can't see me where am I where are you it's apparent we are all transparent...

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...If only I could figure out how, all of this has come…? Only if I allow you how. Only if I all you could. How should we be good? Only if he who, only if me too. If only I could figur......

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...(Lesley Ann Down was an actress in the Golden Age of live TV drama.) We live in an age of midgets. There are no seers now, only lookers, no values left, apart from digits. Cash is the hook, an......

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...I went to the deepest part of the forest to seek the wisdom of the owl Asked if he knew just where to find it and if it was allowed He said that he had no idea where it was or what it means So ......

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...Secrets are anxiously being kept with a behavioral struggle, as one of the special few enters the room; obviously preoccupied with his thoughts. Bottom teeth are nipping his upper lip tucked tight, r......

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...Oxygen is depleting from what remains within the confines of which, a means to an end, lie guarded. Watch as hope disappears within the aftermath of this wreckage, which was constructed-meticulou......

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...In moments of weakness; I look up to you. thinking of the off chance that your situation is better than mine. Now, you must understand that this is only a moment. None the less, it still remains. Som......

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...Laminate Plastic covered up definitions lip with profound mastic. Layered lamella formed single filed lines separating life from death; Held onto by paper thin adhesions. Besides bungling up......

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...On this journey I will not come with you. I will stay here, sitting on eagle’s stone of Epos. Wingless but illuminated. Surveying the tangerine trees of Kampos and the red stone houses. The gained g......

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...PLASTIC BAG PLAGIARISM I thought it was all over but I have Been assaulted by a plagiarists’ wave, And I felt used, abused, dirty . I’ve received insults about a plastic bug (about thirty)......

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...Beholding this heuristic flower which grows.... Astonishment amid the midst of the deserts dust Isolations guise so shunned, this beauty it seems Emitting an emollient fragrance as such A......

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...I walk down Mastic Road And look into the open yards Where grass grows Taller than houses. Flowers hang down From branches of decrepit trees, Singing off key praises To the grimy streets Wher......

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...My car is really a boat. I've tightened down the main mast, And I'm swabbing the deck, Staring at the plank, Contemplating who to push. In dreams, boats symbolize the body As water does for l......

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