Small Poems

@cassiecodes Ahh misunderstood but maybe nobody gets to tell you what you can and can't work on your own website...I am fooling around this morning tr

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@cassiecodes Ahh misunderstood but maybe nobody gets to tell you what you can and can't work on your own website...I am fooling around this morning trying to do satire kid books https://mouseadomain.glitch.me/ and writing #smallpoems https://quickthoughts.jgregorymcverry.com/tag/smallpoems

#smallpoems (fin...for now) Acceptance brings peace Yet I must wonder what do you mean when you say, "Pass the butter?"

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#smallpoems (fin...for now) Acceptance brings peace Yet I must wonder what do you mean when you say, "Pass the butter?"

#smallpoems (cont) But still you poke pressing my skin through missing spaces in our bars of reality sharply falling flat through Plato's Cave translu

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#smallpoems (cont) But still you poke pressing my skin through missing spaces in our bars of reality sharply falling flat through Plato's Cave translucent Oh how I admire the stoics or maybe just the stone that surrounds

#smallpoems (cont) Alterior motives abound Contemplation, a key less prison walls build by the unforgiven I lay each stone myself a quarry of shattere

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#smallpoems (cont) Alterior motives abound Contemplation, a key less prison walls build by the unforgiven I lay each stone myself a quarry of shattered dreams Mine the rock shovel, pick, axe, repeat Yet You can not see my prison walls

#smallpoems (cont) What was that look, that gesture, that sound?

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#smallpoems (cont) What was that look, that gesture, that sound?

#smallpoems The Thoughts scream through my ears searching, looking eternally reasons sought lost in thought blinded by truth I grasp firmly to reality

#smallpoems The Thoughts scream through my ears searching, looking eternally reasons sought lost in thought blinded by truth I grasp firmly to reality so much concentration...so much pain every social situation serves as a mental abomination

#smallpoems wheel turning but eyes can not wake up formless thoughts reflection of matter A rebel child, mama I tried but ideas busted on this cloudy

#smallpoems wheel turning but eyes can not wake up formless thoughts reflection of matter A rebel child, mama I tried but ideas busted on this cloudy day No masterpiece could I ever paint with star as my desire Not after chasing reality in Hunter's Dark