Vomit Up Poems - Poems about Vomit Up

The machine lit up like a small cathedral— chrome saints hopping under glass, the silver gospel of the pinball spinning wild between my hands. It was my birthday— twenty-one— and free beers rang up like prayers. Each flipper slap a hallelujah, each tilt shrugged off in neon glare. The hours blew away like cheap confetti. The undulating sidewalk tilted just before I did, and the keyhole danced just out...

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eating again, glutton of cost he crawled to embrace the concept of everything, all hugged to a chest spilling, kissing vacuous stomach slid up the slender flesh, saliva made slugs a viscous downpour of greed it could only emanate from he the glutton of cost he gnawed at the presence of all that is near nothing was sacred in the space placed between his ears it is capsized...

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When the oceans Swallowing some orphans And       Vomit them At the boundaries. Yoh!       Don't laugh Loud.  Because they can       Still be alive       By the miracles       Of Yahweh God. Their parents were innoncently killed , went to rest in peace with God. Yoh! This world ? Number of orphans encrease rapidly As many parents continue to be...

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There’s something screaming in my head I don’t know who is who anymore! Choosing what to see, hear Big decisions for such a little me Knocking on walls, messaging through the phone, sharing a meal Tell me you love me, one more time That lonely feeling hasn’t gone away, never will it go away Please, someone take it away! It’s an endless...

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Walking through the streets of downtown, I find there’s something—Or someone, following my steps like a nagging fly, always around the corner, just out of reach Can’t seem to smack it out of the air What an annoying little buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz, Buzzing in and out of my head, buzzing in my eyes and mouth, buzzing down and around my...

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Just a series of taps, Deeper into that hole, No that hole, Just a series of taps, All their holes, Any hole you can imagine is here, Just a series of taps, Illegally legal & immorally moral, Just a series of taps, Finger tip mantras, Normalise our naked youth, Just a series of simple taps, The Algorithm stealthily sells innocence, To the slave market of the MAPs ...

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When a person swallows poisoned drink or food and fails to take out that poison. He" she" will start to protect his  " her" wrong deeds. It will be  easy for him  " her" to blame : 1. Victims than ill-treators, 2. Good people than bad people 3.Just folks than unjust guys 4. Peaceful people than  ( murders) killers....

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Thinks he’s all that plus a pound of sugar. I would not trade him for a nose bugger. See the weird reindeer Comet? He makes me want to vomit. He’s dating another seasoned cougar....

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The ancients honored you in their cultures Mythology crowned Jataya, King Of Vultures Obligate scavengers, you conduct your foray Toward putrid carcass of what will be your prey Dead bodies, prairie dogs, rodents, wild boars Insatiable eclectic pallet opens many doors Vomit, your defense, your uric acid searing Hunched backbone, broadened wingspan so fearing Here they soar, the vultures who seldom kill Just...

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Oh emotional projectile vomit! Regurgitation spewing all over, sick to my stomach; It makes no sense feeling angry; Nothing I did, it’s not on me; May the weight you carry reveal all; Giving nothing shows....

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Word vomit I want to scream into a microphone Let it run through the chord and out the speakers For the world to hear I want to pour my word vomit into people's heads For once it wouldn't go through one ear and out the other So i can breathe If they somehow keep that word vomit in their heads I will know...

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I’m a modern poet. Pyromaniac. Psychotic. And schizophrenic. Living in emptiness, I walk in the convolutions of absurdity. Idiocy spreads over me like the sky. My poetry storms between cozy shelters and rocky waves, while the world rushes toward suicide. Suffocated, I lift my head but I’m dragged down by viscous triviality. My tongue is burned with the acid of loathing I gawk at the world. Crawling through the...

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He fed some chicken down his throat and plugged his airpipe tight Then vomited for 6 damn days to fill his mouth with fright And came along to think he'd die till doctors poked his chicken When all the chicken fell right down an anus for the licken...

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forget. I looked there from the other side and there is nothing. (as if the world's green carpet wasn't enough, the golden grain of the beaches, the mathematical accuracy of every stone that hurts our feet). I'm tired of sweetening what has no taste: the porch of the house that faces a dark dead-end street, the confused dreams that crumble in the...

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I want to scream into a microphone Let it run through the chord and out the speakers For the world to hear I want to pour my word vomit into people's heads For once it wouldn't go through one ear and out the other So i can breathe If they somehow keep that word vomit in their heads I will know they...

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