Calluses Poems - Poems about Calluses

...Clock in, clock out Wake, commute, work, sleep, repeat They say I'm making a living But where in this equation am I alive? Traded my sunrise for spreadsheets My sunset for status reports My l......

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...Between the black gutters and the painted ceilings, Dogs teach dolls how to die. Study the rot in my bicuspids, file down the calluses and watch the heartbeat Shake the skin like strychnine......

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...needs no introduction nor permission to be anything. He does not request to spread his arms wide and reach the heavens. His words are unmoored. They flow and change, remaking th......

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...I have calluses on the inside of my body. I am smooth and polished on the outside. But once you peel away my cocoon, you will find cuts and bruises. My intestines are knotted, tied in one bi......

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... O! my man Oh! Man he’s got bottom feet; My man ma’man got them bottom feet; And My O My he’s so ever sweet; Ma Man he’s got bottom feet; Gen Z favors brands like, Brand Men's T......

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...In New Haven, Lisa misses the sad, dark, city aesthetics of her hometown. Its crime podcast vibe, actinic crime-lighting and sirens in the distance, that lull her to sleep like lullabies. She has a d......

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...Picking and choosing, really? That’s not how it works. All or nothing isn’t easy, create that mindset now! Twice as instrumental in the execution of exquisite, champions challenge themselves. ......

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...savoured the roses in the garden especially the climbing variety because they had no bounds and therefore represented the wild passion of change the juice of fresh blackberries ran down as h......

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...the girls He will not let you forget. You will wear his hands around your throat, a chain of honey and sweat. His calluses grating across your thighs are still carved in memory, And with dir......

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... It is of the purest truth that the whole duty of man is to love God and thy neighbor. However, for pastors, ministers, bishops, and priests, this is a calling of extraordinary labor. Few and f......

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...with your permission my lady i will take my leave has your heart spoken it all do not tarry here do not let quiet pervade it will destroy the silence of love where galaxies meld a thorn in the......

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...I purged my heart, and there's nothing left but sin it beats no more it's hard as a rock Help me from within please, God Come embrace me touch my pound of flesh Reshape me and remove ......

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...Bitter night seventeen degrees all is covered in frozen white comforters and blankets piled so high tugged up high warmth to seek Christmas time just days away my night is filled ......

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...fragrance of yesteryears distilled from heartache and joy mixture of entropy and cohesion scented in hopeful aroma sweat from wanderlust of adventure tears from emotional advancement b......

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... You're now at the summit after years of clawing your way to the top of a towering mountain. With blood and dirt ......

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