I am the gun of tongues, Having the right to carry weapons Of heavy bitching. I am a beach of teeth, Lounge in my enamel sands- My bay of jaw...
I think many epople in the 60's, at these those who honestly believed in some sort of revolution distinct from another marketing ploy,...
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Around here, everyone's discussing the evils of the RICH man, regardless of race or creed. Where in south Carolina are you? My sister is near...
My neighborhood consists of a large amount of Black people fleeing lousy black neighborhoods, so it gets more complicated. Of course, those who...
This is a poem about death, a tongue and cheek ironic tone because there is no arguing with the ghetto of non-existence....
We whites, Cushy in the cookie- cutter ex-urbs Of life, Continue to flee with impunity That shrill city of mammoth shadows Called death.
hopefully NOT autobiographical
flows very gracefully and naturally, as though the writing itself was part of the natural order of things
I find it hard to be This cemetery Of ideas With brain of gelatinous storms and troops of aerosol mausoleums I already have the bodies Of those...
In asexual reproduction, you have to flirt with yourself and buy your own dinner-this can lead to depression and physiological dysfunction...:)
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