Putative(A) Poems - Poems about Putative(A)

... At the dextrous flick of a pliant switch, or some hue laden buoyant platform, building sturdy grey grain bridges, thin veil barren vacuum putative, in a distant introverted wingspan, yearnin......Read the rest...

...INTERACTIVITY a delicate   balance intuitively composed in residual   afterimages eradicated in procedural    provocative opportunity & inherently possibilities with immediate a......Read the rest...

...You must be alert putative not to being killed first survive in this "slum" to survive the ****... to live it ta......Read the rest...

...Argh! Oh no for dog's sake... Uneasy thoughts commander in chief... Will be elected president (putative tsar of United States forever long he lives) until... he abdicates faux official crown ......Read the rest...

...A silly superstition enwraps and grips me, It holds me and will not loosen its vile, crushing deathgrip: It is a numerical one, this foolish superstition to which I have my subscription, For thi......Read the rest...

...The right way to bestow, the glow way to Integrity, If you wanna bloom, build a habit of Honesty, Equality is the basic theme of Mankind, Who is white who is black, it doesn't Mind, Justice! i......Read the rest...

...Break apart all those facile screens Organized overdrawing of institutional bleeding Walks through maps and tourism Pushing hour glasses beyond comprehension At the ground level, animals are recurri......Read the rest...

...« She must suffer to her last breath. (…) They’ll all soon be as Dead as 0-Ren Ishii. » « That woman deserves her Revenge. And we deserve to die. » From « Kill Bill Vol. 1 » I Two French girls in P......Read the rest...

...Her dark eyes, sultry and steamy Flashed a sideward’s glance From beneath the black lace of her Mantilla He gave her a browse A more appraising look altogether Her eyes flashed up again A lin......Read the rest...

...I wanted Maxfield Parrish For you and with only you A dream I know A laugh to you? Oh, how it couldn't be. Now, there's been no point For a long time for any apologies As much as I want to ......Read the rest...

...i wonder at the life lying in dust wonder at his frailty, his wrinkled skin, his myopic grave eyes and the forehead smeared in red. i wonder at the sickle claspe......Read the rest...