August 6, 2016 · 9:52 pm
Howard Pyle
FriendShip
–
a Meaning
Less
Word
Till you
Show me
It’s Worth
–
Not
In Words
But
Weight
&
Measure,
To Hold
your Head
Up,
That
my Friend,
Is Treasure
–
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July 24, 2016 · 12:03 am
Gustave Dore
Murder
–
I’ll Murder
you
Murder you
Murder you
Murder you
With Words
In Case
you Haven’t
Heard
I’ll Come
To your
House
or
Pull you
From your
Spouse
With Words
Words
Words
Words
you Got
your Little
Clique
&
you
Think
you’re
the Shit
I’ll Kick
In your
Door
Yes,
With Words
Words
Words
Words
Because
When
the Words
Have Stopped
You’ve
All Ready
Been Dropped
With Words
Words
Words
Words
#B27321
–
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July 14, 2016 · 6:07 am
Paul Merwart
Ode
–
An Ode
to Prose
If
I May
Be So
Bold
What
To Say
To Make
my Words
Weigh
Since
Word Count
&
Bubble Gum
Is Not
my Art
I Prefer
Things
Aimed At
the Heart
What you
Could Do
Is Run
Down
my Spool
Some Moments
It Would
Cost
#B27321
–
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May 10, 2016 · 12:44 am
Antonio da Correggio
Jade
–
my First
Love
I Would
Like
To Say
a Girl
but
That Is
Just
a Whirl
of Heart
Break
&
Emotion
me
No me
That
Is Not
the Answer
Words
Possibly
They Could
Fill
the Void
I am
Lacking
It’s Been
Hard
Not Gay
This Twisted
Bed
I’ve Made
&
I Don’t
Think
I’ve
Ever
Laid
my Heart
Before
a Door
you See
Jade
Will Suffer
No More
#B27321
–
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May 1, 2016 · 4:11 am
Howard Pyle
🙂
–
Some
May Ask
Why
I Drop
By
&
Grin
a Smile
Is Like
your Tiny
Friend
Some
Would Say
the Highest
Praise
Since
No Words
Can Steal
the Light
of Day
#B27321
–
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April 25, 2016 · 12:54 am
Evariste Vital Luminais
Trauma $$$
–
Trauma
You’ll Think
Trauma
When I
Beat
You Back
Into
your Momma
These Words
Will Be
your Dirge
as I
Sing
you
a Song
of Fist
&
Cuff
Yeah
Let’s
Get Rough
It’s
the Stuff
of Legends
Large
Against Small
Winner
Takes All
the Gall
to Pretend
I Don’t
Belong
–
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April 21, 2016 · 8:26 pm
Fulchran-Jean Harriet
Hello Pete
–
Go Down
the Street
&
Call me
From
a Pay
Phone
you Know
the Plan
10 Before
& 10
After
On Demand
Take
the Money
To
the Mortuary
&
Place It
In the
Urn
InSide
you Will
Find
a Card
With Some
Words
Fuck Up
These Directions
& It
Will Be
your Turn
#B27321
–
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April 17, 2016 · 12:11 am
Alessandro Magnasco
Distort
–
Distort
my #Art
Make It
About
What It’s
Not
Find Fault
In #Words
That Have
Pierced
Your
#Hollow
Hollow
Heart
#B27321
–
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March 29, 2016 · 1:08 am
Howard Pyle
140
–
140 Characters
Is my
Stage
Do not
Rage
About
the Limits
Of
a Page
But
Make
your Words
More
Meaning Full
Sage
I Say
To you
Dismiss
the Cage
–
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March 16, 2016 · 8:34 pm
Français
Prose
–
It Is
HeartBreaking
to See
How Gay
your Entries
are
Compared
To me
If you
Do Not
Believe
Come Read
–
I Had
To Breathe;
So Take
as It
Reads.
Heart Breaking
To me;
Bull Shit
to Thee.
The Flip
& Toss,
All
or Loss
–
In
the End
we All
Die Alone;
So Yeah
In a
Sense
It’s me
Against
the World,
Twitter
Is Just
an Easy
Way
to Get
In Touch.
Gay
Just Works
In the
Play
of Words.
Really Though,
I Dare
to Compare
my Work
Against All;
Stands
not Fall
–
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