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• Ever think, feel, perceive something and want desperately to share it w/someone; and can't? And know you never can?

  by jared (i, iii, v), and cone (ii, iv, vi)

  I

  Ever think, feel, perceive something and want desperately to share it w/someone; and can't? And know you never can?

  II

  Yes. Yes! How frustrating and very disappointing that can be sometimes and yet

  III

  "that," means nothing; we do the frustrating and disappointing and yet

  IV

  whether or not what we experience is a direct result of deciding to actively pursue clarity

  V

  Some might call it opening the eyes, unplugging the ears and closing the mouth; oh and tuning out the committee

  VI

  And some might call it blowing the top off the social norms if some magic hand were writing the script
• Her room is a landscape of regrets

  by tim (i), Shelley (ii), rod (iii), jenee (iv), and willis (v)

  I

  Her room is a landscape of regrets

  II

  strewn with one-eyed dolls and used tissues

  III

  Bazooka Joe's legend outlives the faded wrapper

  IV

  like the stiff cardboard gum soon void of flavor

  V

  And now we here warn you don't tarry or waver
• I had no idea what he expected

  by cone (i, iii, v, vii, ix, xi), and thom (ii, iv, vi, viii, x, xii)

  I

  I had no idea what he expected

  II

  She came with complications all her own,

  III

  Perhaps comfort is all he wanted, all that mattered really

  IV

  she vowed to provide, no matter his pouty protests,

  V

  and yet he was so very greedy; always wanting more than she could give

  VI

  their lives continued to intersect in ranndom passions,

  VII

  inspiring thoughts of big life-changes and unexpected adventures

  VIII

  consumed their chats over coffee

  IX

  tucked away in a dark and secluded diner far into the early morning hours,

  X

  they made promises to keep, future plans to unfurl.

  XI

  She so cherished those sharp dreams that lingered long after waking

  XII

  and he found refuge from his sins in her soft morning embrace.
• Only crumbs were left on the empty plate.

  by Linda (i), Catherine (ii), Nancy (iii), Sally (iv), and Susan (v)

  I

  Only crumbs were left on the empty plate.

  II

  No silver, no gold, no prints of what did hold

  III

  I look to the trees for proof of living there

  IV

  whose leaves and I breathe the same air.

  V

  Large, dripping shadows lapped my feet
• Cheetos on the street

  by Rob (i, vi), James (ii, v), blahed (iii), nwah (iv), Andy (vii), Jackson (viii), Josiah (ix), and Meredith (x)

  I

  Cheetos on the street

  II

  new shoes on my feet

  III

  one day I found some wheat

  IV

  with a beat

  V

  make some time to meet

  VI

  Baby hook me up with some Deets!

  VII

  Rocking out to some beats

  VIII

  Wearing a scarf, a cane, and a jaunty hat

  IX

  propane, lidocane, summoning HASMAT

  X

  Smiled, the isle of my dreams