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 |
