conceptual analysis of moods by yieldingmessiah, literature
Literature
conceptual analysis of moods
take me by the shoulders
and shake me
i'm a shepherd
long ago lost away
a rebel's child
long hair
rebel
curls piling
natural rights
id photo outdated
speaking for enlightenment
and rationality
overcome with paraffin
carbon to the enth
walking lines
fashioned linearly
but existing faltering
drinking kerosene
when our bodies are made of water
it's not water soluble
anything at all's possible
…yes, imposition
poses mineral spirits
and caterpillars
fly wingless
but once an inclination
becomes permanent
there's a change
in character
i'm a controller
never wax encased
no matter
you've compiled
into
my title is too big again by yieldingmessiah, literature
Literature
my title is too big again
by sacrificing self-actualization because of philanthropic expectations, you are withholding yourself from me, you selfish bitch
i have seen bills advertising the war between intensity and extensity. now has been pitted against past and future to claim, for us all, a hierarchy of systems. i don't understand. and diving the ocean is nothing like running the equator, but they are both cardiovascular. we, people, snub ourselves with silent judgments of hedons or saints. one is the same. and devotion is devotion. intensity and extensity are the maximizations of something, and hypocrisy means ignoring, and we all know something. i don't u
my title exceeds the limit by yieldingmessiah, literature
Literature
my title exceeds the limit
because we swam in thoughtful gorges while they all misunderstood
i want to thank
mr. huxley: i'm lost through a doorway
i can hear color
yet, nobody has ever known like i do
i am writing this then hidding it
for you to find late at night
like discovering your artifacts
to a little of the ludwig von
for me, developmental psychology appreciates
the time gap between school and soccer
because we ate the kitchen together
and the kitchen was eaten
three times a week
i miss the way you bled me (though you still do)
with your fist and cynicism, maybe it was realism
your edifying oppositions and your temper like your father's
you
it is pronounced shell by yieldingmessiah, literature
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it is pronounced shell
it is pronounced shell
colin hartwick
in the closet near the kitchen, there is a box filled with plastic grocery sacks. my roommate and i haven't even lived here a semester, but the apartment is quickly becoming a collection of collections. besides the sacks, there are the boxes: cereal, granola bars, frozen dinners, mac and cheese. it all comes in boxes. besides the boxes, there are the advertisements sent by mail. we can hardly use the kitchen table.
nearest the sink, there is one place where the newsprint coupons have been pushed away: an alcove enclosed by cost efficient trenches for the solitary meals. god knows how t
Effect in me
i have an invisible scar on my palm
you can see when my hand is pruned
most of the time it's a wrinkle from wear
but when wet, the crease sinks with ease
Effect in me
i have an invisible scar on my palm
you can see when my hand is pruned
most of the time it's a wrinkle from wear
but when wet, the crease sinks with ease
it is pronounced shell by yieldingmessiah, literature
Literature
it is pronounced shell
it is pronounced shell
colin hartwick
in the closet near the kitchen, there is a box filled with plastic grocery sacks. my roommate and i haven't even lived here a semester, but the apartment is quickly becoming a collection of collections. besides the sacks, there are the boxes: cereal, granola bars, frozen dinners, mac and cheese. it all comes in boxes. besides the boxes, there are the advertisements sent by mail. we can hardly use the kitchen table.
nearest the sink, there is one place where the newsprint coupons have been pushed away: an alcove enclosed by cost efficient trenches for the solitary meals. god knows how t
my title exceeds the limit by yieldingmessiah, literature
Literature
my title exceeds the limit
because we swam in thoughtful gorges while they all misunderstood
i want to thank
mr. huxley: i'm lost through a doorway
i can hear color
yet, nobody has ever known like i do
i am writing this then hidding it
for you to find late at night
like discovering your artifacts
to a little of the ludwig von
for me, developmental psychology appreciates
the time gap between school and soccer
because we ate the kitchen together
and the kitchen was eaten
three times a week
i miss the way you bled me (though you still do)
with your fist and cynicism, maybe it was realism
your edifying oppositions and your temper like your father's
you
my title is too big again by yieldingmessiah, literature
Literature
my title is too big again
by sacrificing self-actualization because of philanthropic expectations, you are withholding yourself from me, you selfish bitch
i have seen bills advertising the war between intensity and extensity. now has been pitted against past and future to claim, for us all, a hierarchy of systems. i don't understand. and diving the ocean is nothing like running the equator, but they are both cardiovascular. we, people, snub ourselves with silent judgments of hedons or saints. one is the same. and devotion is devotion. intensity and extensity are the maximizations of something, and hypocrisy means ignoring, and we all know something. i don't u