You know. Things that are round and ball-shaped.
Classic poem. It’s a super short one today.
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- Meryl: I struggle to research; I avoid writing. But soon my paper will be longer than this poem.
- Russell: The other things that put themselves in between the things I actually want to do seem infinitely long
- Volkam: I met him in a house macabre sitting under the dim luminescence of a dusty old candelabra I shuddered at his prescence “What kind of fuerte might you have young man? Enough to escape...
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Someone starts
someone joins in
by the third chorus it gets fuzzy
and there is some debate
of who goes where
start again, start again
until everyone has a chance
especially those who have been waiting
waiting for their moment to close
to sing the last line
long after the starters
stopped
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What if all bowls were square
And every cheerio was triangular,
And we ate cereal with forks?
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eternally spinning
endlessly swerving
with apparent ups
and subtle downs
never stopping
forever going
death only feeds
Strength will triumph
in the circle of life
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Hitting the ground
and bouncing back
flying through the air
then struck with a crack.
A day in my life
as a blue bouncy ball
makes me wonder if I’d
be better off as a doll.
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II
His lifeless body narrowly misses me,
several hundred feet below.
I
Somewhere high in the mountains
a small, roundish rock
can’t take any more.
Back against the cliff,
arms outstretched on either side,
toes sticking out over the abyss,
his pulse crescendos.
“No, Gregor! Don’t do it!”
his friends plead from their
safe and secure perches above.
“I’ve already made up my mind!”
he cries back. Suddenly and with
no further words or warning,
he jumps.
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