Mark
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The WindA Poem by MarkThe wind blows sweetlyon those content with just that;ask more and she's shrill. |
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TomorrowA Poem by MarkHow we never tire to celebrate the killers who carry our flags as they practice their craft. How glad we are to last another day and not be slain .. |
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Corn FlakesA Poem by MarkEnough crazy women andenough beers and wasted days and cigarettes that I must be must know something by now.No no now, collegedidn't work out I never .. |
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Mountain WaggleA Poem by MarkThe liquor was slow and I was there alone with you with everybody, took another sip the bodies waggled in the window and I couldn't hear what that gir.. |
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WinterA Poem by MarkA perfect breeze sweeps across the nightexcept it's some ten degrees so we can't quite see the beauty in it. Trolling amongst the corpses the wet har.. |
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TodayA Poem by Markwhen he comes for meI won't weep like a puss over all I meant to do.I am a stoneand will be a stone a man satisfied the nectar he has swam in was as b.. |
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Never WasA Poem by MarkIced coffee and cigarettes calling death to play it's game... But it can't come won't come isn't real never was. |
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Webbed FeetA Poem by MarkHe had webbed feet webbed feet webbed feet because of an oldwitch doctor's curse. He could swim, boy could he swim, and the ladies, no, not really eve.. |
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EverythingA Poem by MarkI'm supposed to write a poembecause I told myself I would. That was a dumbass move.My poetry, it'll be forced, you see... The quality will be the mos.. |
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Billion BananasA Poem by Mark"Mark LaMountain," two spaces, wrote a poem. That's what it would say, I guess. Mark LaMountain."Who the hell is that?" you'll ask. maybe to .. |
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