Random Poet Poems

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It was dewy
The day I watched
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First steps into the dark hall.

The first phrase starts with an echo
of the beating rhythm of taps on the ground
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(1)
I say:
Triumph at tears,
A blown-away dream.
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A car glides through the tarmac with maroon streaks
Along a maze; yet the heart can see through
The blindness of this powerful rush of adrenaline,
Across a maze; which takes the eye into hypnosis.
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I alight and see your back
turned dutifully away.
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Once upon a time,
there was a queer little garden,
filled with the weirdest animosities
And creatures too
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i have always dreamed of wanting to go to
a place where i can finally sleep
and dream of that, which is ironic
isnt dreaming a dream of which i sleep in?
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They say red is a snake
that turns around and bites oneself
because he
not knowingly
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