sometimes when taking a shower
or staring out the window into the rain
i like to theorize about supply chain efficiencies
and how if Covid taught us anything
surely it was that we do not really need
fifteen different flavors of hidden valley ranch dressing.
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a poem for the times we find ourselves in
It was hot on the twelfth of July,
and the people all started to fry.
don’t liken a lichen
don’t liken a lichen
to a room like a kitchen
unless stonehenge is a mere pile of stones
entry log
i have not tasted
chocolate for ten days.
what more is there to say?
limericky
there was a young woman who said
“it’s happened! the thing that i dread!”
a limerick
there was a man named art garfunkel
whose trousers were starting to rumple
pillowtalk
I’m sleepy! What are you?
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generic love poem
i could write you a note
filled with beautiful things
der dichter spricht
thank you for filling out this questionnaire. no remuneration will be given, but rest assured, your nameless, faceless answers will be shared with the entire world. for each question, please choose the response that is most indicative of your present situation. question 1: what is your relative level of isolation or socialization? a1: i wandered…
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first things
calloo, callay!
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