Nauseates Poems - Poems about Nauseates

...bad, bad headaches, how do you know if it’s not the trauma packed? he moves his head from right to left as his stiff neck makes a gentle click and crack. with a grunt he says, “you’......

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...Trump Not Earning Keep Horn Haiku While we are asleep; Trump cannot be earning keep; Busy counting sheep. James Horn Now he is in Norfolk dedicating the Carrier Ford. Nauseates me seein......

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...The words are dark, sharp,vicious, viscous. The images like bubbling, darkest jam, With bubble like grim faces riding to the surface Then bursting. I am thirsting.Alternately with blood and bile,......

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...a cadaver is laid down on a cold dissecting table; to study all about life, an anatomist ponders which organ to be excised for examination without bias he decided to use a median value of the li......

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...you rescued me when you did not have to my being was evicted from my body my body was banished from the state of my mind the state of my mind was unexpectedly annexed the annexation was totally d......

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...A splinter of golden sunlight seeps through the Still-settling haze. I can see it through a crack in the rubble Where pieces of building are precariously stacked Like the toy blocks of a child. I ......

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...Shall we go like innocents with heavy breathing in the pool of blood to find the innerconnectivity of a boldly beautiful death ? In the open pit of an ancient gold mine ? There was a loss of hi......

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...Love is some thing i entreat Of which without it my eyes are in the murk of picket -eye lids, It is a Croft on which our spirits first grub To then be able sour among the lunar stars. Some c......

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...He still hasn't called, I check the dial tone again sure enough, it's still there buzzing alone without conversation It's unbearably obvious that I mistook our chats as a sign of tende......

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...Perchance a sweaty brow should brush your skin a crumpled linted jacket strong of aroma within. You....a fresh flower..... your fragrance wafting freely.. Swarthed in your mothers steady gaze lest......

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