Behind everything there’s another behind,
Which breaks the real at the edge of mind,
Where atoms crack and strain to reach,
From side to side, in each ones niche,
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I'm here inside all the while
Watching you invisibly
You see only the extrovert
Moving through the world
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Outside my window,
There’s a real road,
With cars and people,
Going to and fro.
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Pandemic proliferating prose
Obnoxious onomatopoeic oxymoron
Endemic encephalic excitations
Monotonous mulipartite metastasis
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The ambidextrous masturbator
Came across a very large alligator,
Who happened to eat his leading arm;
Leaving his other one unharmed.
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All my life was waiting,
All my days were just the same;
But now the waiting's over;
There's a light comes shining through:
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Some words hold magic
Phrases to other dimensions-
Where you are going now,
There is no need of keys.
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When you fall into sleep,
Your mind lets go its creatures,
All the dead and living monsters created-
Haphazardly, accidentally, or on purpose.
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All these thoughts I think,
that cantankerous make
the brimming of the brain
(And such are not contained)
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Bad poetry makes me ugly:
Look, each line, a cliche
Each blemish, a simile;
My smile grows more bitingly smug
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