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K L O M P T I N
rush rush
dance pinhead spider
lush
through the hollows of the drain
down the octagon of pain
zig zag
sweet madness
sucked in
and swinging like
a weathervane
the winds that
race inside my brawny
quick
the mantle of my brain
crackle hiss
a pipe hot rich
I was born
by a bad ass bitch
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Comments
Esker
Thu, 2012-07-26 22:34
complete made up title
I dont want my titles to sound like anything normal
and I try to make them interesting
or completely out there
I want that WTF aspect
make people think
and this one was a good write
most of the above lines at the end
are crap
except for the "bad ass bitch"
part that is true
my mom still gets respect
from her old crews
I dont call anymore
we know who we are
what we are
and thats just
okay with us
out of all family
her and i are the
most alike
and I think that
is what we respect
about each other
in this manner
for me poetry is
an exercise for thinking
for capabilities and
expression
My mom and I are funny
we are something else
Ian.T
Sat, 2012-07-28 03:15
Steve WTF
"K L O M P T I N"
if only a certain poet would put a ?? mark behind his made up words it would save me trying to find the efin thing lol..
Loved the write as usual,
but I thought,
your thoughts strayed some,
from spidery webs
down storm drains,
to open brain
I cannot contain,
them in my mind
so I left them all behind..
As there your Mom appeared,
as angry as ten snakes,
at the words you used lol,
Yours Ian.T
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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..