These are poems I wrote at Harriman. I'm not a poet (of which I am assured), so all you verse-enthused people can help me out.
Running Man
Running Man bottles:
indespensible pain
bronze ramparts frosting
Flushed thicket confess:
delirious theories
And misinterpret:
Peacock impression
Humanity betoken:
kinks transforming
before Running Man.
Unnatural
Trembling Institutions
(Construed Instinct that palsy affection,
Obscurest Eminence cultivate
over-interpretation) boast empty philosophy.
Methinks hierarchy oftentimes
emits mirage counterpart denizens
eagerly acclimated. Alas,
empty crops sway unnatural
Grace Dilemma
Full dungeons berth in a trice
when forbidden wintry feasts bate
Immemorial half-cocked games
tide the grace existence
and the bitter, ripe-open wagon
ruts/hems/grooves the dilemma,
with only rain to wash the mud
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