Monotonic Poems - Poems about Monotonic

...Zounds! longing for a merciful descent into the terminal ground where smoky eyes semi-watch streams of semi-(dis)information exhaled from smoking brains on a mission to search & decons......

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...hiding for the sake of other's comfort is the worst mistake and the one i always make it is as if i was gregor samsa hiding myself in my room not to abhor those who cannot deal with the metam......

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...Storm made no sound when the doctor pulled her from her mother's womb and handed her to the nurse. And the angel's sighs uprooted mighty trees and their tears covered the land and swell the rivers......

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...Outside, the sound of two children at play, she pushed a pram, he kicked a yellow ball, a van approached, he scuttled out the way 'scrap iron!' came the monotonic call. My childhood, I remember o......

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... loves pursuit badge heavy love law dog felt tree bark moon moon moon roof monotonic mood swing leaning onto sleeping slaps feather ing claps eagles wings never flap shy mountainsi......

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...Hymn of the Oklahoma Seasons (Chronological) A Monotonic Recite Bitter reclusive Comforter of sorrows Isolated Fire & Cocoa A little family goes a long way Optimism blossoms with a......

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...You don’t have to settle For heavy metal You don’t have to choose Rhythm and blues We’ll put a stop To A.M. pop We’ve got a scheme for a rock and roll dream We’re not fanati......

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...Incessant. Perhaps better put as Perpetual. The master movement mechanic, As consistent as my healthy heart beat, The ever clever uninvented Perpetual motion machine. It has its circular sway, Monoto......

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...for J.C. Alldridge Flagellant! Flexor of the Temple's Flexuous moulded walls The high reliefs sallying through your Flaunting fingers Wrap the holy-comer with your Invocatory maul While word of Vedi......

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...flip a coin if it was different would i have it? would days be longer and nights shorter? at most i would prolong interests in the very basic remedies i would distort the contorted scrup......

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...September sadness, sweet and sour, A dagger piercing heart and soul. Nostalgic flood tides rush to shore, With tender memories of old. Cicada swan songs......

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