Slippage Poems - Poems about Slippage

...Echoes, thoughts thrown off-course illusive as in "vision blurring"... ennui, with nothing to reinforce imagery. Silence disturbed by purring, odd admixture of buzzing and whirring.......

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...Dimensional slippage conceived from without Length, width, and height time squared thereabout Spacetime endemic on gravity’s spire Black Holes ill rumored supernova inspired Fourth, fifth......

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...We turned the mattress over, the world was leaning to one side, and heads were rolling. Bodies tipped over in the night, whole families were found to be slanted from the slippage. They say (m......

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... watery porridge GASP! a soggy oat slips past the beadle onto the floor urchins pounce ~ splat! ......

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...Beyond the wave-sacked, lie the pockmarked dunes, heaps dug by the claws of scaly thrashers. Here they huddle, my blood kin flogging grim pleasures, wolfing eggy sandwiches, dipping tea-stain......

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...She had the hourglass potato figure no one looks at twice Who cares? She says, wrapping an apron with daisies around it. She did not care either, we knew that. Beautiful she was in every way, th......

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...a case of slippage. where is real sanity in rehearsed living befuddled thoughts search to hunt it down it is somewhere somewhere close smell it, feel it, imagine it yet you cannot describe it......

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...Beyond the wave-sacked, lie the pockmarked dunes, heaps dug by the claws of scaly thrashers. Here they huddle, my blood kin flogging grim pleasures, wolfing eggy sandwiches, dipping tea-stain......

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...like vinegar and baking soda combined daily hustle bustle and grind — in caustic silence — erodes... precious time eroded in the rush to clear agendas rushing to the rhythm of the— tick— tock......

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...Volatile this old dude can sometimes be People overreact to the minor slippage they see Still cruising along Singing life's song Not perfect but still climbing life's majestic tree<>...

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...I remember Buster outside the old post office. He was selling newspapers but mostly just giving you a smile. Ol Felix's tamales Were the best ones round for miles. And I got my first bluejeans ......

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...We have it all Indeed we do, both me and you. The scandal crawling beneath the sheets, outrageous claims shouted in the streets; the gropes, the lascivious touches, firm untruthful lies......

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...I'm continuing to read Jane Anna Gordon's "Creolizing Political Theory" although now with Antonio Damasio's "Self Comes to Mind: Constructing the [WinWin Creolizing-Bilateral] Conscious Brain." R......

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...Squared shoulders sporting a feathered hat, She sure-stepp’d through the mud without slippage. Caring not a whit that she stopped both Horse carriage and his beating heart. Disdain Enhanced her ......

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...It is mid-week again, and the incremental fines imposed upon the clock toll as a bell ringing down. There is slippage in these transactions that cannot be undone, while yesterdays glories ar......

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