Spicket Poems - Poems about Spicket

...a kid with a vivid imagination playing a xylophone thinking about nothing making plans to explore more but wondering why the big picture is not understood the glass with the spicket water in it i......

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...I am I am so dirty, I'm filthy flowing, oozing out down I am as filthy water going, going down into the drain I am open, an open spicket and my sins are filthy brown and red oozing out c......

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...Should we shed the boy and be a man? Shoot of spirit wild -to be tamed in the tamed land. Where is the proof that this cynical evolution; this cyclical passthrough is a strengthened constitution. ......

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...He invited a device That pumped Water from the well It than sent the water to A holding tank Their the water was compressed When the spicket was open And the tank would send A flow of air wh......

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... I turn off the spicket of daily business From inside the cocoon Of my hammock My world seems different As I gently sway, caressed in suspension No effort needed To watch the gracefu......

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...The fire is burning where water can't reach... Our bodies are in tangles to where our lips meet... Smoke has filled the room as......

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