AnonHimMoose
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flatmate 2A Poem by AnonHimMoosethe banging of the cupboard doorreminds me that I did forgetthat lives with me one flatmate more.whose idiocy seeks an outlet.they both are sadly poor.. |
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at the art galleryA Poem by AnonHimMoosethe exhibition came and parted: objects,of sort, that were on shelves with pompous carecozened to engage the spurious prospectsthe visitors would dire.. |
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earwormA Poem by AnonHimMooseI cannot think. I cannot doAnything- I cannot reachBeyond the forcing luxuryMusic escalates with a transparencyThat sods my thoughts to a severe tro.. |
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It takes time to dieA Poem by AnonHimMoose1 The painter, while it plasters its palette To temper the hues’ rightful shade; The poet, as from words it does palate The sound.. |
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My flatmate’s portraitA Poem by AnonHimMooseI know the look that holds his head Swinging heavily both ways: He Sure thinks how hard it is to lead A lonely ecstasy where he, And he.. |
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on the bridgeA Poem by AnonHimMoosethe summer of an Italian seasidearches my hairs through the exiled freshnessthat wallows the sun on the Vltava tide.the same giddy unveil of blissfuln.. |
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nereide she wasA Poem by AnonHimMooseAs the morning forbids the dreams' nursery,the eyes creep in the breaches weaned by lightover the gems of shadows that offer their veinsto the waking .. |
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the spiderA Poem by AnonHimMooseHow would it be like a spider be:with sleek legs gather mastery over the groundslowly pulling darkness from the crooked hidingsand hang a hideous rhyt.. |
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i broke my phoneA Poem by AnonHimMooseIt is time to rethink philosophies.the books that perch the shelves like scarecrows,their massive jackets enlightening dust,collected to warn visitors.. |
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pornoA Poem by AnonHimMoosestart from selecting the proper setting:a familiar space is best suitedfor the viewers to recognize their daysand be pleased by the charming display.t.. |
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