Monomania Poems - Poems about Monomania

...We must not be doomed; Our life’s nature must not be A musky Eden:- We must replow the nation, And rose-garden democracy:- Every day, we must Overcome triumphed-up evil And its musky sce t:-......

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...At sixty-six, he fell on his head - his learning, gone! He lives, instead, for what? His brain? Give it a goodbye kiss. These days, he says only this - "chocolate".......

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...Most of my Lix spittle + four additional anniversaries since exiting birth canal as full term newborn re: minimally viable existence post doc severance umbilical cord, nevertheless yours tr......

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...How glue me: On lacking sticktoitiveness Most of my iv + Lix spittle existence found me figuratively (primarily academically, emotionally, psychologically, sexually, socially...) adrift, and m......

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...Most of my Lix spittle existence found me figuratively (primarily academically) adrift, and malfunctioning blinker analogous to a boat with out an ankh (caws away) ai......

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...On hindsight my eyesight could be called narrowmindedness due to periods of shortsightedness Any stubbornness or obsession is called a one-track mind due to my blind side The myopia and ......

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...Plow-land vulnerable for plunder, Source of sins, I am your victim; i am a pluries, Plunger, What an onus! Put on my soft shoulders, They forced me to side with one of my offspring, But I refus......

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...Underneath all the layers Of tradition Of religion Of philosophy Of reason and understanding I smolder In passion's pleasure bed of red Paroxysms of pleasure Emanate from my core Searing th......

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...Underneath all the layers Of tradition Of religion Of philosophy Of reason and understanding I smolder In passion's pleasure bed of red Paroxysms of pleasure Emanate from my core Searing th......

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...Throw yourself on a time bomb howling, breaking the words, twisting the letters, reciting a prayer after the rise of a monomania in the face of mankind. I am becoming poorer everyday by grace......

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...Crooner one on one aloft the cupola Accolade acappella acappella Mr. chicken echoes a road......

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...Throw yourself on a time bomb howling, breaking the words, twisting the letters, reciting a prayer after the rise of a monomania in the face of mankind. I am becoming poorer everyday by grace......

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...Your disposition is alluring, Your touch is that of ecstasy, A glance from you is hypnotic, But I only want you next to me. The way you move is magical, And how you speak is poised, I simper wi......

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