Weirdness Poems - Poems about Weirdness

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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 tinfoil. I saw a curve as I flew off the slide onto a leather couch. The manager of the furniture store heard me yell...

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Wonder bread. Really? I do not think so. Wonder why. But please do not guess, and they will lie any way. Wonder how many. No idea as I despise all aspects of math. Wondering your life away? Wonder no more. Wondering is good for cats. Maybe not so terrific for humans. When people say "Try to find out because I...

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A Weirdness not in dreams brushes against my waking mind, impressions delineated not by words, cloaked not in meaning accessible to conscious thought, but lurking in a penumbra, neither darkness nor light. I call it the Weirdness, for what other name can it claim? It's a thought that is not, an idea that is not, a mere suggestion of something, a smudge against my brain. What? You have...

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People glower; horns get louder - I wonder why a drive so dour was ever termed rush hour. . Dollars followed by point 99 Are dollars with one more assigned. Retailers think shoppers math blind. Business phones in America evolved With English as option, not default, Like a blond joke saw phones solved. In the USA, I cannot afford to die So place my...

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This mind holds rage, Collecting thoughts, With keebler elves, Stealing my cookies. They sprinkle there chocolate, Turds in my eyes, Yet I try to tell them, This milk is spoilt. Baking on there pan, The flower burns so cold, Smoke turning to leaves, That branch among the trees. In autumns' wind, Spring resembles fall, There embers staying open, Rushing there stormy dream....

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