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Time
We race against a clock, A constant we cannot suspend A snare we can’t detect. Time loans to us its minutes, What seems to be a generous gift,
By Alexa Greenwald8 years ago in Poets
Same As Always
Never thought that I would feel better. It was better than years ago. Better than a stupid letter. They were right when they said I stand my ground.
By Kayleigh Harper8 years ago in Poets
Extricate
i remember you said 'if i ever wake up next to a good one i'll make her coffee if she likes it, i'll ask her to stay.' i was three more people than i needed to be
By Cassidy Ingersoll8 years ago in Poets
I Died a Little
Every day I died a little. Every month I died some more. Before it was because I wasn’t with you. Then it was because we could have been together but we weren’t.
By Emily Valdez8 years ago in Poets
Tucked Away
I don’t need a house I don’t need the perfect shuttered windows I don’t need the sounds Of the people passing by I don’t need the artwork, all the dishes
By Preston Dildine8 years ago in Poets
Same Ol' Skinjobs
I have to preface all of this by admitting that I am a huge Phillip K. Dick fan. I’m often ambivalent or angry about adaptations to his work, largely because surrealist science fiction usually doesn’t survive the Hollywood turnstile without being stripped down to wacky technology and action scenes. The original Blade Runner is no exception, but of the many adaptations of Dick’s stories, it is one of the few that attempts to impart the tone of the original. The cynical noir surrealism is a perfect fit for a story that explores what it means to be human in a dehumanizing society.
By Haybitch Abersnatchy8 years ago in Geeks
Love Never Wanted Me
You never said it was easy. You never said it was fun. You shouldn't be here now, so why aren't you on the run? I did what I could and all that I tried. So many times it’s been broken, so many times I've cried.
By Emily Valdez8 years ago in Poets
Don't Reach for the Apple
To become invested To see some show, hear some song To see love in action To feel a faint tug at your heartstrings To remember what it felt like
By Preston Dildine8 years ago in Poets