Odd Socks
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Fowl Po-etree
| cataclysmic cosmic approaching catatonic - mental barf written on a fast food napkin (really) » | |
| Fill in the blanks | |
| have mercy - with thanks to Eliza Gilkyson » | |
| lost faith - I am a metaphor for my own life... » | |
| and I hate waiting - last one.... » | |
| backspacing - Catherine strikes again! » | |
| suck | |
| feeling empty - and again.... » | |
|
writing about
- 15year old words.... » | |
| a poem for my lover | |
| a poet's epilogue
- it sucks as well, but here it is » | |
| groove - it sucked » | |
| wrapper - Stephen made me.... » | |
| ecstasy - Stephen's fault again... » | |
| God Save the Queen - and just in time » | |
| rind | |
| budding | |
| rubbish | |
| coming to zero | |
| untitled | |
| some senyrus step into a bar.... - I hate valentines day » | |
| her | |
| insomnia - I need sleep.... » | |
| replete | |
| cave - might explain 'insomnia' (slightly) » | |
| and now for sonnet completely different
(my father was a hamster and nailed to a perch) - for Leanne, who really understands my love of form poetry.... » | |
| the owl | |
| light (v1 & v2) | |
| compatriots | |
| shame | |
| spilt | |
| concupiscence | |
| soil - draft? » | |
| amends | |
| dearest - draft - still » | |
| a litter box of limericks - completely not my fault » | |
| Ode to a Man on a Harley - for Leanne and all things leather.... » | |
| alive for one week - it's been a week, what can I say. » | |
| two days | |
| shallow |