Parietal Poems - Poems about Parietal

... Blinding lights, the smell of chlorhexidine Green colored scrubs, white coats and the strange red of povidone-iodine A place where chaos and calm coexist as two sides of a coin A realm where a......

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...If stars could see the sun~ slurping the grunglethorp grains from sweat-soaked streams, purging puddles of blurmorgris, you’d hear the phazephonyx symphony of my intestines churning chyme i......

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...Anatomy of human structure Poetry of nerves and impulses enrapture Temple of parietal bone that beats Carpal bone pleats Integumentary system perspires Nervous system inspires Circulatory syste......

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...riding rivulets down insane power of drain mist erupts, exclamation crashes the edge of humanity at the rainbow’s end the beauty screams: c’mon in pins and needles from the parietal lobe to ......

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...Like an allspice incensed quartet chorus, the spirit of the living Word unveils before us. Holy foundational page corners turn in cardinal winds as red letters churn, proclaiming the Gospel to ......

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... 01001101 01111001 01010110 01010010 yeah ... they hijacked my mind, man - hard-wired my neural synapses said I'd be famous ... (wealthy, certainly) With MY financial issues what choic......

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...Five lobes of the brain have we evolved All doing different jobs but all intervolved. And all these lobes, just mm thick But still so unique and they do the trick. This layer, as thin as can be ......

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...Mnemonic medulla oblonGata ceRebellum tEmporal lobe ......

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...Joey Contemplating a Skeleton By Elton Camp The teacher told Joey to learn each bone by name And that there were only about 206 of the same The parietal, temporal and occipital are in the hea......

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...Entering the cave of a wide open mouth Pulling on the slippery uvula Reaching for the nasal cavity Taking a breath before leaping for the eye socket Where I view the world that plows the field o......

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...That which beats is a lie All that flows through is blood My foreign wounds are denied The hollow chamber a flood Both fill me with sustenance But emptying just the same This tiny organ bec......

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