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Interrogation
the best and most
commodious pocket
is a simple head
I took to measuring the measurer
discoursing with the mind
about discourse
and I find him
not so thorough a philosopher
not being satisfied with my rule
Poems on the topic: pocket
Poems on the topic “pocket” on Poets.by.
Love Song to a Mobile Device
Ah my oddment, my life sentence,
my spool. How you noodle
and unrevel me when you get
out of hand! The butterflies
in my stomach must be searching
for their missing mouthparts.
(Let them eat ache.)
The insecurity screeners
at the airport made me prove
I could turn you on, but in the plane
they lied and told me
you would mess with their instruments.
Everyone disapproves of us.
They hate our freedoms but love
how trackable we’ve become:
one set of footprints,
A New Hymn
Sing a song of men’s pyjamas,
Half-past-six has got a pair,
And he’s wearing them this evening,
And he’s looking such a dear.
Sing a song of frocks with pockets
I have got one, it is so’s
I can use my ’nitial hankies
Every time I blow my nose.
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