Poems from Alex_M

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Hey there, I'm a Freshman Unspecified Arts Major in college and I am a bookkeeper. I've always loved the rawness of poetry so if my poems are a bit jumbled, that's why!
Cacophony, n. harsh discordance of sound; dissonance: it's the sound of a coffee cup clattering rolling on the tile of a classroom floor...
Brick tiles skin in imprints.   Bloody and raw knuckles left behind, refreshing anger stops and long sorrow christens.   The grout is what...
You and I are impossible to understand, far from tangible sight and inconceivable to ancient astronomers.   You and I are glorious and...
Lost in thought along slough pews–-   sweating doors–-   curdled smiles; sleepy summer minds blunder, dumber when harsh thunder voices leak...
Hold me closeenough our atoms touchwhen my subatomic particlesare shakingin fear of frustrationof becoming what I am.   Hold me my...

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