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Can you taste the commotion?
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Oh, people in the pizzeria,
Pests among the pepperoni
Particles. Oh what a night,
It feels far from right here
When everything around
Is festering with strife dear!
That captures that current
That captures that current state of being where it is quite deflating to find a pleasurable out on the town moment.
here is poetry that doesn't always conform
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Reminds me of a past hobo
Reminds me of a past hobo friend of mine who did the robot in mockery of those townspeople passing by.
bananas are the perfect food
for prostitutes
oh that is quite an exercise
oh that is quite an exercise in imagery! This reminds me of that guy who did Superman on the streets of Hollywood and now also the Joker which also had a drawing on the human and societal psyche that extends further from the imagination and the silver screen.
here is poetry that doesn't always conform
galateus, arkayye, arqios,arquious, crypticbard, excalibard, wordweaver
I'm there and I'm feeling it.
I'm there and I'm feeling it. You did an expert job creating a frantic, claustrophobic and hostile atmosphere that reflects the inner discord of the diners. A highly significant poem that has the impact of postmodernist art. Brilliant title as well.
Yeah, now I'm just tryna
Yeah, now I'm just tryna catch a break from the scene, before being shoved right back in those bloodsuckers! :)
bananas are the perfect food
for prostitutes