Spoons.
Maple syrup.
The sky.
Also, Ademis used the last of the toilet paper.


Jumping in PuddlesI feed my daughter mascera in a spoon dipped in maple syrup. It makes the truth go down nice and easy.Jumping in Puddles
Last Tuesday you pulled me into that maze, whispered, "Run away with me," then left me in the middle alone.
I've been trying to escape through stepping stones in the sky but this ceiling is too low. It keeps scraping away at my fingers.
Now, they're nothing but nubs of corn. And crocodile porn is my bittersweet ambiance.


Cuddling without CommitmentI cook justice in a frying pan and feed spoonfuls of compliments to strangers on the bus every morning.Cuddling without Commitment
There's maple syrup crawling on the floor and pistachios with abandonment issues crying in my bedroom.
Meanwhile, the sky is calling 9-1-1 to report a hit and run.


Kleenex is second bestI keep stepping on paper clips to get where I'm going.Kleenex is second best
My puppet strings are dental floss. And my sunglasses? The mirror
to my soul. UV rays poison strand by strand. And I'm hand in hand
with Bicycle playing cards and Bette Midler while my bed
of corkboard transforms itself into a boat that only has room for one.
Hope you enjoy the ride,
you have to be this wide
to get on.


Elephant ManYou taste so familiar, like potato chips in the rain or seashells in the garden.Elephant Man
My nosebleeds get worse when you're away. And I can never find my glasses.
I think I left them behind the toaster in your bedroom. Wire rims for iron eyes.
Tell me, what is so romantic about cold hands?
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Hello Toilet
`poisonedrose - thanks brett <£...ahhh brit love
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I like the words Smashing, Golly, Gosh, Corking,Cracking and Soliloquy.
My current contest [link]
I'm a poetry admin for *DailyLitDeviations Please suggest something you think it worthwhile.
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[kmw]
as it was meant to be - bokonon (vonnegut's cat's cradle)
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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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I have a pocket sun boy
I\'m everything that burns in you...
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