Interrogator Poems - Poems about Interrogator

...Just as well I was driving at a moderate speed. Having resumed control I spied Lelia sticking her tongue out at those reckless varmints. She stopped the minute I noticed. Odd. “Children …….someti......

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...She was so high on her chair and heels She was running like on water and wheels She felt so bad and kind of sad When I didn't shake her hand She was all time then on a different band It was li......

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...Who are you voting for? What do you mean? In the next election? Which one? The presidential election. I don’t know. You are not voting for her are you? I don’t know. Tell me you are not votin......

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...When my race is run and done And I reminisce why I stun Doubting Thomases who to my head point a gun Expecting my soul to project fear From my eyes to pour a tear As I utter ‘Thank you, my dea......

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...from the extremely large to the very small, rocks have been game changers planet-sized melters, moon-makers asteroids with cataclysmic impact, dinosaur terminators again life's prospects piv......

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...“I have seen what cannot be unseen.” Confessed the little boy To a uniformed interrogator From a small chair In Iraq, The boy’s lips dried and crumbled Around his mouth Like chalk Outlining......

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...of terminally opinionated snake charmers for art's sake of course well what else could define our course of action when the end of unknowing is only a mouse click away when we'd still rather qua......

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...wishing he had sung his prayers last night from both ends to the middle fell to the ground in adoration tore a wake through the ink stains but not from satisfaction plastic Jesus hold my head a......

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...THE TRUTH Looking in through the window I knew I knew They lied about fire. What’s new, what’s new? The mother’s hated husband for a long ago But where would she go, where will she go? The ......

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...arriving to shun that wolf on your blood’s trail, you comb through rubble, tormented : ………………………………………………………………………………………………………… glimpse of fear, fixated at otherness of ......

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