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The Ladder
This is a dynamic ranking ladder of my poems that changes in real time as |
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| #1921 | I like sleep but Tory's banging. Next time at four o'clock. With sadness like it's raining scientists. Whom bemoans one drop. _ |
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| #1922 | It takes a gentle-hand "to guess her real appearance". On the roof on rainy days. Charlotte from down in three eighteen. Words-start bending "hey". _ |
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| #1923 | After all leaf regrets have healed. How far should a tree sway health? I know how a man fools his enemies. But how does he fool himself? _ |
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| #1924 | Where the wish obeys all motions. Improvements are at the heart of sand. Lonely cries into the deepest notions. Where heaven divides man. _ |
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| #1925 | They're sort of like promotions. The price of things or height of air. The funny thing about emotions. We can't get to them from here. _ |
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| #1926 | Here it comes, blowing your mind. About how a story can place. I put it in, both there and drive. Which have swept along in this space. _ |
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| #1927 | A woman's beauty is timeless. It's all about what she wears. My favorite sight when I see her coming. Is the accomplishments behind her ears. _ |
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| #1928 | Its silver coat, I've been told. Is the scariest I believe. I hope that this spiked frying pan. Doesn't call forth the wolverine. _ |
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| #1929 | I think I saw an injustice today. But there is no way I can be sure. Because an injustice, like a brain cell. Will never unwitness core. _ |
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| #1930 | You want force? You can't handle the force! Because absolutely nothing can be left uneven. So how about a cup of coffee instead? My treat. And we can talk all evening. _ |
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| #1931 | The earliest spin-top, you can play. Oh my odd! I can play it myself! I rinsed it out going to bed. It's no fun. But it keeps the children oust. _ |
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| #1932 | I overheard a wrong today. I was just lying in bed and thinking. My pillow whispered no room for more. Then I saw the silence winking. _ |
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| #1933 | I hear what I'd like to hear. Barbara, you be very careful. I'm doing that, for your Dad. Who can we count on for an earful? _ |
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| #1934 | I wish there was a place where all creatures. Get together and learn from one another free. Especially all the vultures there. That place must be in me. _ |
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| #1935 | When the Amargosa star and fear. And my sister wish upon nadir. All it takes for the pearl to break. Is just to hear detection wait. _ |
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| #1936 | When diamonds strike a heaven. There men must teeth or know. Towards a better never. That's where good Mac's go. _ |
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| #1937 | I put my faith in Corporations. Individuals I fear. That's the opposite of misguided rust. Yet the sleep well of unsteer. _ |
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| #1938 | If you want you can follow me. I know the way this time. Because I'm following the you in thee. I'm never lost for rhyme. _ |
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| #1939 | I'm going to tell you everything right now. That's the classic, big box alone inside. I started talking to them, some how. And now I throw myself out wide. _ |
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| #1940 | And if there was only nothingness. A oneness where whom is still. If there had to be a somethingness. My dime would make a hill. _ |
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| #1941 | As long as you keep that warm stuff inside. Who comments on their server dreams? Fake heart! The grass painted itself. Actually I'm happy to hear the long guy teamed. _ |
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| #1942 | And with an unsilver wing span. Do you see me not flying too. Echoing not far as a fun can. Do you hear me not calling you. _ |
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| #1943 | Where I glanced among their legends. How slowly my wish unfurled. While scared there within their engines. I vowed not to hurt their world. _ |
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| #1944 | How is it possible. You make me feel this way. You've thrown no rivers. You have lift no day. _ |
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| #1945 | She lived behind an engine grill. And I lived behind a hubcap. I asked her out for coffee once. But the world was just too unmapped. _ |
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| #1946 | It's not even necessary. I have a thousand-ranges for-rent. So what do you really want. Ignore that meaning's dent. _ |
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| #1947 | It kind of has a key. Let's fix it up, and see what's there. Seems like a fountain. Exactly like-an engineer. _ |
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| #1948 | An overhead projector hiding a teacher's face. Second teacher at the back of the class. All the characters from star wars in a life boat. And a billion thoughts one ask. _ |
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| #1949 | First everyone start their heroes. That's what happens to-a broken heart. Are you truly being serious. That's the problem. When-one-hits the art. _ |
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| #1950 | Hey you. Right there at the back. What is keeping it-all-running. It sounded very good-until. Let's just "say" the endless-lack. _ |
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