Poems from caseyrb

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hi i make funny silly poems
clock ticks suck blood. i form daily contrast in the hallways  by splitting skittle colors. a childhood car game: kids standing on the...
soiled diary spells out dimension days today, monoliths  of running baby laps round the old organ: dry heaved dreams everyone has shared....
there’s something so sweet about almost dying, getting  crushed in the driver's seat as a drunk flings  metal scraps at neck putty  like...
the priestess strix on crest of wood stands where ancient spirits stood commanding banquets from amber sky with crystalline pulse of evil...
Every part is my favorite, but one of my favorite favorites is how your favorites have become mine. How every love of yours lies latched to...

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