The sunlight through piss and pain
...Some places you don’t write about. You survive them.
Frost on the telly, piss on the stairs,
Smells like bleach, burnt foil, and prayers.
Boiler’s gone. Sockets dead.
Someone’s screaming. Someo...
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Categories:
tinfoil, 3rd grade, addiction, anxiety,
Form: Free verse
Clouds
...A paper man
Under paper clouds
The sky is falling
and he doesn’t know why
His edges are folded
He feels he’s undone
There isn’t any warmth
from a paper sun
Cellophane grass
Cardboard und...
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Categories:
tinfoil, angst, anxiety, depression, emotions,
Form: Quatrain
Tinfoil
...
Your night in shining armor is...
Just Tin foil in the trash.
You've have been a toy of his.
Just feeding on his stash.
You say it's love, you know it's not.
But you don't really care.
It's ...
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Categories:
tinfoil, betrayal, destiny, irony, relationship,
Form: Rhyme
What I Wrote on My Gravestone -10-18-22 -part 2-
...Grab a hold of me gently
Don't jab my heart with this cruel knife
Understand me completely
I'm like a crab, living in its shell all my life
Shelter me in my cell
Hell broke loose in my heaven...
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Categories:
tinfoil, anxiety,
Form: Rhyme
I Cannot
...
I cannot commune with you
if you don't believe Sasquatch exist
or if you think Nessie is just a myth;
if you do not see
science fiction is prophecy;
if you say the Mandella Effect is simply m...
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Categories:
tinfoil, fantasy,
Form: Rhyme
Clipped
...it is not raining
yet the sky seems like
a tall waterfall
bones crack
under the weight of falling water
if I crane my head up
my eyesight get washed away
as a kid
drowning in a lake
the ...
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Categories:
tinfoil, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Tinfoil Hatter
...They may mock me, but soon they shall see
I never wanted them to simply agree.
I don't have to always be right, not necessarily.
I just want them to realize all this time I could see
The truth of...
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Categories:
tinfoil, death, people, philosophy, political,
Form: Free verse
Ashtray's Mistakes
...--Ashtray's Mistakes--
Prehistoric defibrillating battlegrounds. The memorial, obviously unpleasant.
Entrapped in the know how, detrimental reimbursement.
Sundried; like the corpse of a mo...
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Categories:
tinfoil, anger, freedom, how i
Form: Free verse
After the Family Gathering
...leftovers
wrapped in tinfoil
the dogs waiting...
...
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Categories:
tinfoil, family, pets, thanksgiving,
Form: Haiku
Halloween Weirdness In a Furniture Store
...You have gone berserk the ghost said to me.
I will acquire an ambiance that shows I am free.
The level of thinking brought me a hulking gargoyle.
He said, “please relax” and slide down this tinfoi...
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Categories:
tinfoil, halloween,
Form: Rhyme
Like a Brother
...The night air was frigid, and a shivering shell of a man wrapped in a tinfoil blanket made eye contact with me, his skeletal outstretched hand begging for coins. He was emaciated and in desperate nee...
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Categories:
tinfoil, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Haibun
Thanks Misgiving
...Oh Thanks Misgiving!
I could fill volumes
of your treachery
of your faithlessness
of your debauchery .
Dad’s wine never
tasted better
on his bitter tongue
he never could
get it right
thou...
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Categories:
tinfoil, life,
Form: Free verse
Sonnets Lxxi-Lxxx
...Sonnets LXXI-LXXX
Because You Came to Me
by Michael R. Burch
Because you came to me with sweet compassion
and kissed my furrowed brow and smoothed my hair,
I do not love you after any fashio...
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Categories:
tinfoil, desire, grief, loss, love,
Form: Sonnet
911 Carousel
...911 Carousel
by Michael R. Burch
“And what rough beast ... slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?”—W. B. Yeats
They laugh and do not comprehend, nor ask
which way the wind is blowing, no, nor...
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Categories:
tinfoil, children, dream, power, surreal,
Form: Sonnet
A Morning Walk
...A bunch of dry lime leaves like schoolkids runs
across the street. Be careful, do not slip
on crispy morning frost. I see someone’s
bike on its side, its owner rubs his hip.
Are you okay? He i...
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Categories:
tinfoil, morning, poetry,
Form: Sonnet
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