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“Vapors” by Thomas Typewriter – a new poem

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Your box of taste sits on the table

Next to the silverware and dishes of high importance.

Please, if you’re able, make room for my unique flavor.

Only if your capable

Because soon the day will come

Where I am unwound

Lost and first through the exit

And at that time, let me take solace

Finding a measure of reassurance

That on a table

Next to the dishes from our wedding night

Next to the silverware we meant to use

Sits a box

Holding the smile you claimed

At the smells I would emanate

Cause and effect – a new poem by Thomas Typewriter

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Hypothesis and expenditure have their own rhythms.

The bridge is built before the blue prints.

Listen deep as the message repeats

The Assembly is the prism.

The Effort is the schism.

The Scattered Light bent into self fulfilling scripts.

As you go your way, making your day

To you what can I say…

except,

Balances explain checks and Figures whisper facts.

“It Seemed so Important at the Time” – a poem by Thomas Typewriter

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It seemed so important at the time.

 What is left to say when the words fly away

 When yesterday seemed so important today

 Words and phrases arranged into such elegant displays

It seemed so important at the time.

 Imagine my dismay at Time’s lack of stay

 The moving hands always revisiting, always in sway

 Catching nothing, letting the pieces of me stray.

It seemed so important at the time.