Poetquoet

Memories of a classroom: an enumeration of unforgettable odors

perspiration
pot
poo
pee
paper towels
perfume
peppermint
puke
pencils
poppers
pizza
pink erasers
crayons
chalk
and cheese
snot
from sneeze
jeez
cigarettes smoke
made me choke
coffee
tea
horny hormones
arts
and farts
soap
spilled milk
and ink
I think
glue
goo
dog shit
on my shoe
drains
fruit
stains
rubber
blubber
rank
radiators
musky books
bleach
bleechers
dirty looks
make up
teachers
airosol
alcohol
leather
mildew
stew
What about you?

My Groucho moment

I’m wasting my time

I’m wasting my time
wasting time

I simply lose track of it
it’s my daily crime

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Short fuse

all reason void
stress is your opioid

you have a short fuse
but I love you fiery muse

My Groucho moment

Angry towel

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I guess

When we kiss

when we kiss
our tongues get tied
exchanging drool
it is sheer bliss
when we kiss

Liars

liars
don’t like being called
liars

Format C

we need to restore
to how it was before

format C
would be my plea

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What have you done for me lately?

My Groucho moment

Matter of fact

as a matter of fact
the fact of the matter is
a matter of fact

No one gets control of my tongue

no one
gets control
of my tongue
nor my pen
in which I will stay
and happily play

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Rheum

eye candy
gone dry
settled in the corner
of my awakening eye

my dreams hardened
into crusty bits
after I dreamed
of your voluptuous t(·)(·)ts