Fridge Poems

These poems were created with one of those refridgerator magnet kits.
They're silly, but I liked them enough to write them down.

when bare raw beats
use frantic apparatus of language
delicate moments show less
beneath ugly chanting lather
of some need to tell her
what weakness in me
she produces.

This one is by Matthew Anderson, printed without his permission, :P

I am
like storm
go my moon
we have played

This one is by me.

drunk on elaborate dreams
enormous urges to recall
the essential luscious fluff
of languid sweet visions
of whispering summers

i cry in the delirous void
so sordidly apart
no one asks for me
they just watch the scream
rust through my head.

On to the nExT pOeM

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