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We are nothing but sardines in a can. Really.

It was something I came up with when I was riding a train, and I saw the sunset slowly giving the dirty river a gentle kiss.

The moon, the stars, and light pollution.

One person goes to sleep. Another clings to the memory.

This poem is a pretty simple poem, trying to describe what it feels like having your girl being a tad different from what you dream of.

This poem is for those who know what it feels like to kiss under a starry sky. And talk about aliens afterwards.

A short poem about a guy trying to get the woman he loves by getting her drunk and screwing her. And regretting it.

Yep. About the 4chan bear. I'll try to add a bit of humanity, reason and/or personality on why Pedobear does such stuff.

A poem from my Multiply site, describing a mountain that looks like a pregnant woman. And/or sex.

Another Multiply work. This work was inspired by the dentist my family goes to. She's pretty, yes. Married, too.