Pock Poems - Poems about Pock

...Back approximately half my life ago dissociative disorder if qualified to self diagnose mein kampf psychological state... I lacked emotions where others concerned. That refrain replayed it......Read the rest...

...Honey Locust Trees, perched precariously on Ledges lost amid ruptured chasms of evil Ant hills, protruding fistfuls of grapefruit-sized Giant ants suffering remnants within sight of Chernobyl, i......Read the rest...

...within a pock, a lonely copse a one-time proudly standing duke lay collapsed a pearly corpse strewn, now stretched across a dyke no mortar, stone or brick to budge a single chain links an area ......Read the rest...

...I walked across the road Defiantly strode Arrived somewhere else To be alone with myself It's strange that's how I like to be When I'm definitively not a fan of me But I went inside Advised I ......Read the rest...

...#Pie Up down turn around pick a pan a bowl or two turn a pock turn a plum spin baked in Swirl the spoon, mix ......Read the rest...

...The former MVP pawned his very last ring like the others, it had begun to sting Bittersweet memories of his storied swing that for a decade had made him King He'd hit home runs in e......Read the rest...

...Ever wonder why pains progress? The world's under money a' stress, Systems of exchange beat's a' brow, The rich get richer, the poor a' dow. For years on end the lord's not blessed, Thanks and......Read the rest...

...How empty can an inbox possibly be? Not unlike a door..... practically off at hinges The paint is definitely peeling More than one shutter has fallen astray. One piece at a time Have you ev......Read the rest...

...once … there - with trunks of monkey’s meth there grew a breadth of bunky breaths deplored by dreaded, drunky deaths to calm their chemic coggers the fame of phlegmic foggers so deep and d......Read the rest...

...I once visited an old copper town in the upper peninsula of Michigan. The U.P. as the Yoopers say And on the U.P. it winters from October to April’s end where saloons and vacant churches p......Read the rest...

...Lots of rocks in the black pock-marked yonder- in the star quarry, lots. Dead moonlight in my hand cools and shrinks. Unseen, mind-dust kindle......Read the rest...

...Marriage to alarmingly ballooning... dramatically expanding spouse, when adorning buttons pop off undersized blouse which spurs yours truly to grouse, and ruffle mine tail feathers while li......Read the rest...

...Vladimir Putin itching to loose nuclear bomb end of the world scenario ofttimes iterated throughout history though an atheist (actually Unitarian), no doubt this, that or another psalm countles......Read the rest...

...The lake shaped rain puddle, hue of a wet cave wall that drips limestone, distorts the captive sunlight. The Sun becomes a gold-tiatian rose that floats. The ripples are spiders crawling. Da......Read the rest...

...fo'c·'sle /'fohksel/ noun deriv: forecastle 1. the forward part of a ship below the deck, traditionally used as the crew's living quarters. 2. historical: a raised deck at the f......Read the rest...