Matted Poems - Poems about Matted

...New from dyslexic temple mount... of one mortal university undergraduate built in madly the brainchild of one Forest Hadley an a Ford able game paid top dollar after being purchased by Milton......

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...The Pleasure Remembered. I saw her in a cafe yesterday; years had not been kind to her her hair was matted, her skin was dry, and her lips were a sullen grimace, not quite hiding her miss- coloure......

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...Have you read the note? It speaks of the doom of the liquid element. An inclement weather, grey, and with the fuss of a bleached lightning, Besieges the tick of the clock. Must have been a bland ......

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...I limp into the empty driveway. Four days, two rainstorms, one infected leg. The coyote's nip itches. Dry spot where the red car parks. You forgot me in that park. My coat matted with thistle th......

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...Never again to know fresh air, Combing worms from my matted hair. No one remains who’d ever care — Tied to my grave, this lonesome baire. I must escape the sun’s harsh glare, Tread carefully dow......

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...It was grandma’s last winter. I watched her hurry outside to split enough wood so her old kitchen stove would burn through the new storm she felt gathering along the horizon, its first eiderd......

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...The love I have for you wakes me at night. It sends me out at all hours shouting, Darting down the sidewalk in both directions. It never smiles and always expects the worst. It looks for you whe......

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...The following account predicated on partial fact and a healthy dose of prevarication with an attendant overactive imagination. Trying to REM ember the waking stage of an emotionally tormenting dre......

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... An eerie wind blows through the decaying bushes on the outskirts, while a rusted door sways on its broken hinges. The smell of ozone lingers from thunder cracking in the distance, as......

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...Forgive this battery; tilt up your chin. You're ready now. Still, absent. "Help! Help!" Life running in. Futile. Puckered breath on silent chest. Crushing pain and animal calls. "Please! Pl......

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...At 13, I used old tissue paper to craft my best friend her wedding veil— a drapery, thrown together in a flurry, taping together parchment scraps, fragile and pale. I ripped my old notes to ......

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... Ok God hear it is I spent eons perfecting an animal that cares about nothing I call it a……Cat Gabriel beams as he places it gently in Gods lap Could you please remove it It is making a weir......

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...A poodle lived in her shadow, it was not ill-treated, just ignored, its matted form wandered around the house looking to be noticed. The living room was littered with her underwear, discarde......

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...Pick a Title – Wild Is the Night – Sponsor: Edward Ibeh 1-9-25 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Wild Is the Night Night wakes In atonality of imploding infernos Stretches, Toss......

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...Victorious flirtatious foreplay I awoke early - now my body will sleep, though thoughts rise like the Azores of snuggling next to such an adorable atomic bombshell of a beauty - boars into my ......

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