|
1 |
Fuck Edison |
Poem |
|
218 |
11 years ago |
|
2 |
Creative Constipation (mental diarrhea is a complimentary side dish, thank you) |
Poem |
|
262 |
11 years ago |
|
3 |
deus ex machina, a la carte |
Poem |
|
263 |
11 years ago |
|
4 |
Blocked |
Poem |
|
190 |
11 years ago |
|
5 |
If God "lays" things on your heart so often, why are such a miserable human being? |
Poem |
|
220 |
11 years ago |
|
6 |
I Think I Left My Boots There |
Poem |
|
166 |
11 years ago |
|
7 |
Shit Happens |
Poem |
|
307 |
11 years ago |
|
8 |
If you shit the bed, it would be Baby Ruths |
Poem |
|
316 |
11 years ago |
|
9 |
If some people were to explode, even the crater would be shallow |
Poem |
|
361 |
11 years ago |
|
10 |
Thank God for the mirror |
Poem |
|
259 |
11 years ago |
|
11 |
Open up... |
Poem |
|
195 |
11 years ago |
|
12 |
A narrow path |
Poem |
|
189 |
11 years ago |
|
13 |
Lament (an overdo elegy) |
Poem |
|
511 |
11 years ago |
|
14 |
Dispassionate |
Poem |
|
177 |
11 years ago |
|
15 |
Sorry for having questions, but... |
Poem |
|
181 |
11 years ago |
|
16 |
Killswitch |
Poem |
|
210 |
11 years ago |
|
17 |
10-42 |
Poem |
|
177 |
11 years ago |
|
18 |
You Can Always Trust the Dog to be Honest |
Poem |
|
337 |
11 years ago |
|
19 |
Three |
Poem |
|
243 |
11 years ago |
|
20 |
Revolution |
Poem |
|
207 |
11 years ago |
|
21 |
Secrets |
Poem |
|
455 |
11 years ago |
|
22 |
"Puppies" (Sometimes, Walking Away is a Zero Sum Game) |
Poem |
|
413 |
11 years ago |
|
23 |
Ghosts |
Poem |
|
202 |
11 years ago |
|
24 |
Howl |
Poem |
|
269 |
11 years ago |
|
25 |
Marked |
Poem |
|
229 |
11 years ago |
|
26 |
A Fool on a Hill as the Sun Sets |
Poem |
|
415 |
11 years ago |
|
27 |
Good thing I still have that anti-venom |
Poem |
|
263 |
11 years ago |
