Short Intestines Poems

Screech, crash, and screaming
Intestines spilled, pavement’s red
An abandoned life...

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Best part of football
Soggy chips cheese meat and grease
My intestines boil

By Robb A. Kopp...

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Spaghetti cheese intestines
with busted pork ribs
Severed in tomato sauce
frankfurter finger
Iced spider web buns
Scary fare
Arragh!!...

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There once was a cowboy from Nevada.
He wore a barf bag as a bandana. 
When he rode on his horse,
his sickness grew worse,
and his intestines flared with melena....

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We all stood in the belly of the oak trees
Feasting on its intestines
I do not know if i was the oak tree
We feast on, brother..?
But assuredly, brother
You were the butcher
That battered my tap root....

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Beans
What did I do to deserve you?
You mash between my fingers, my toes
I bathe in the sweet, slippery fantasy of
Beans
You exhilarate my appetite
Your sauce swims through my intestines
You saved me from this desolate existence
Beans...

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Into the kitchen I enter,
Middle of the night,
To hide my hunger,
Escaping dad's able ear,
And mom's sixth sense.
Hunger pangs hurting intestines,
Heals and toes entering kitchen,
Trip I go and hit the table,
Ayiooooooooo I shout and whine,
Only to wake up everyone...

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Little rabbit run away
Lead the enemy astray
Make them lost, make them sad
Deep, bad, regret, mad
Anguish and privacy
Hibernation finally
Shut your eyes, go to sleep
In your dreams, you will find me
Stone intestines, broken sticks
Move as fast as the clock ticks...

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Chitterlings

China calls them feichang
Children hold their noses
Chicharrón down on Guam
Chunchule in Chile
Chew them up with hot sauce
Chunks of pig intestines
Chitlins cookin’ at home

12/20/16
My Merry Christmas Party Pleiades Poetry Contest -Edited - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Andrea Dietrich ...

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While seating on the shiny bowl
I am waiting
waiting
but the worm will still not flow
The pain that makes the intestines insane
Let it come freely even if it may stain
Reading a newspaper 
The underwear down to my knee
I need the relief that coming out might give me
Pepto Bismol,Please release the clogged -HIT
I am tired of sitting upon it...

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My flesh is screaming from the inside
my intestines and stomach churning
It happens in a split second
the moment of worry
the moment of betrayal

How can I keep calm
How can I not get upset
and act irrational
I'm trying with all my might
I have no control yet
I'm fighting against my fears

It's time to face them
Talk it out
So I don't lose the love of my life...

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The water running. 

I smelled your 
Intestines and you
Blushed. 

But you still 
Licked my lips
Regardless. 

Curls of your 
Body hair, 
Your Italian
Voice, entered
Me. 

And I smiled. 

On the stage you 
Sang with ferverance
And I adored your 
Stardom. 

Right where I could
Stare at your 
Package. 

Enough to elevate
My sex. 

And I am untied 
Now, missing an 
Ex-Lover....

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did you eat? mother asks. 
she cradles me in large arms, 
feeds me red berries and mango,
i drink her tears, we make tea. 
did you eat?
no, no. 
my answer, always no. 
she fills this stomach with dirt, 
grows corn around my intestines,
beans in my heart,
wildflowers in my soul.
you must eat. nature begs. 
i grow into myself, 
a field of vegetables 
expands in my bones....

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I have calluses on the inside of my body.

I am smooth and polished on the outside.

But once you peel away my cocoon, you will find cuts and bruises.

My intestines are knotted, tied in one big bow.

My bones are cracked and discolored.

my muscles are tangled and weak.

My brain has pins in it, i am someone's voodoo doll.

But no one will ever know, i hide it so flawlessly.
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The cook with the dirty fingernails
breaks the yellow cap on the egg...
The intestines of the coffee machine
are impossible to clean-as far as I can see.
The blue people don't seem to mind
they keep gurgling up from the grates
to gorge on average cuisine.

This dirty diner is the soul of the community
serving dirty coffee and dirty eggs 
to dusty customers...
location location location-always trumps quality....

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The thought of you makes my blood boil
It even makes my intestines curl up in a coil
I have never felt this hatred for no other
Only one person could ever love you and that is my poor mother.

The only amends I have is that I'll do better
I'll work so hard that you'll see me sweat even in cold weather
So take one finally good look
The next time you'll see me is in the history books.

March 8th 2016
- Shane Pillay...

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On a Sunday evening t'will be
After a sweet sermon from the priest
And my ageing buttocks glued to no wooden chair

Oh my lovely meal on the table
The last thing to graze my intestines
And some swigs of Hollandia Yoghurt

Then a leaning back 
Chanting in the Holy Spirit
And Closing my eyes to open no more.

No bullet driven through my heart
Neither a concussion from an accident
Respite of poison I would rather not...

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Kept in a bowl
Muscles attached to skin
With minimal control
We move a bit if we swim

It's important we keep our organs in line
Lungs, heart and intestines
Once I. Had an ovary move out of place
I knew because it floated right by my face

We breathe and we survive
We eat and even poop
Not much quality in our lives
As human soup

Osteoporosis, if only we'd known,
Would leave us as puddles,
How I miss my lovely bones...

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Its a House,
   For a Crab or a Snail
100 Chimneys on 
   the Roof, Animals Inside, 
Make the Kitchen,
    the Kitchen is the 
Stomach, the Front
   Door is the Mouth,
the Hallway-- the 
   Intestines, its a Mobile
Home, Always on the
   Go, the Kitchen will Prepare 
Shrimp and Plankton,
   or Bacteria, the Living Room,
the Heart, where most 
   Happens, Blood Cells are
People, In and Out, 
                        
    The House, Put Together...

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Diverticula pits up her colon                                  
Can’t eat much or intestines get swollen
Ma's farts are so stinky
She swears with her pinky
Tain’t gonna stop her from goin’ bowl’n

Ma, gran, and Fran’s bowling tournament
                                   I sat far knowing their predicament                                             
Fran’s blasts were the loudest
Best bowler and proudest
It’s never again and that’s permanent...

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