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#worm poetry
haystackpancake · 1 year
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Worm: a thing that exists
There's an astronomical aberration, unknowable is its name. So, for Irony's sake, say worm (not snake; we'll keep the imagery lame). This worm has an end, an inside and out, rippley skin and leathery snout. This worm is quite plump, but shrively too— which happens to rhyme with point of view. This worm consumes This worm gestates This worm emmits This worm pulsates
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The cruelest lesson we learn from worm comes from question most kind. 'Fyou're something like me ya'ask what she seeks, but wormy, my dear, is blind. x'( This poor omnipotent presence pitifully slithers through dirt— dirt of the mind, of space and of time —unbothered by ideas of worth.
So next time the the sidewalk is dry next time the coiled lay died turn to the worm, his palace of sky and all's left will be all right. alternative title, God is a worman
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lotrmusical · 2 months
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never let anyone tell you that trawling through mediocre victorian poetry isn't worth it. we just happened upon an absolute BANGER of a worm poem. go read it or else 🪱🪱🪱
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foogriffy · 8 months
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would you still love me if i was a worm?
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waitingforthesunrise · 8 months
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you ever read poetry and it’s like. i need to run little circles around my room I need to lay down I need to cry I need to scream I need to laugh hysterically I need to tell everyone I know that I love them I need to catapult myself to space and become a meteor
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luthienne · 1 year
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jack gilbert, “islands and figs” / richard siken, “the worm king’s lullaby”
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0thello · 2 years
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Saint Veronica (painting), 1652 - 1653.
by Mattia Preti.
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If I had Three Lives by Sarah Russel
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orpheuslament · 2 years
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Love Song for Two Vampires, Dante Émile
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ghost-in-a-cup · 1 year
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Would you love me if I was a worm
Coming in third
Doing my best
Praying to not get eaten by a bird
I joined this race
And others may be ahead
But I'll do my best
And leave the rest
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heather--moors · 1 year
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Morning coffee at my desk, winter 2023.
by Heather Murray.
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penlopon · 4 months
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a love letter to caterpillars (and the things that they become)
poem and version without words beneath the cut :)
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ghost-inacup · 1 year
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Would you love me if I was a worm?
You say yes without a thought
I bite my tongue and stop from asking if you would love me as myself
Would you love me tarnished and blemished
With flaws and sins abound
With difficulties and insecurities
And days with madness wrought
Will you love me as myself
Difficult to handle and oh so human in my existence
Or would you like me to be a worm, uncomplicated
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hamoodmood · 1 year
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the-book-ferret · 10 months
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You ARE Your Own Fairy Tale
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0thello · 1 year
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Oscar Wilde, Lady Windermere's Fan (1892).
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Ada Limon ~ Joint Custody
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