Pocking Poems - Poems about Pocking

...I think hell to be like a midnight grocery store shelves filled with burning crucifix and pestilence. Bloody-black water up to the necks of Half-souls. Groping mindlessly in the dark... searching......

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...When his father-in-law got him into the poultry biz in Rhode Island Joe had not fully contemplated that first day to market when he when he failed to truss and bag the birds properly, a ho......

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...I lured a fragile daisy into my palm. She thought it was safe, a place of calm. Slowly I squeezed until it bled, until there was nothing left but the stain of Karmic dread. Next came a wild ......

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...I’m E coming at you from the darkness No light can penetrate the blackness my mind indulges in Like smock from the refer ill seep into your brains through your earlobes Spreading rotting thoughts no ......

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...Inhale the impossibilities, framing faces with Boston smog and Alston fumes freezing on eyelashes you swore you have seen before on some train through downtown Hell, a crust-dripping slice of allywa......

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...You can’t stop God’s plan for my life. I’ve been through the same pain and strife, That you are putting to work. I must face the fact. Yes, what you’re doing it does hurt, But I’m glad that you ......

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