the feral poet

poetry for aching teeth and slitted eyes

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this poem was to long to allow me to screenshot with my cursor visible. the end of an era. introducing "peach fuzz".

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growing pains

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"the cherry stone 🍒"

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"i don't know why i bite" i do. and i would bite the person who taught me again and again and again and again again and again and again and again again and again and again and again again and again and again and again again and again and again and again again and again and again and again again and again and again and again again and again and again and again again and again and again and again

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"feral prey"

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"calcium"

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"A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness."

Robert Frost

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"final (rest)ing place"

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..... ....... .....

the harsh reality of a new format.

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You don't drown by falling in the water; you drown by staying there.

edwin louis cole.

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and you, reader, are the judge. gavel in hand.