Empathropomorphic Collections

Month: October 2012

  • I’m So Lucky

    I’m So Lucky

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    Laura Peters
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    Just a few inches more and I would have been in the trash can. THE TRASH CAN! I never wanted to be part of a random heap – Among discarded Starbucks. No no…this is not right! I am meant to become part of the earth, not trapped in a bag. Why delay my decay any…

  • Odd Couple

    Odd Couple

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    Laura Peters
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    No matter who goes by, they are seen as a couple. Never alone, only feeling mellow. Two odd numbers; Locked and unlocked. Unaware of purpose, they sunbathe in silence.

  • L’exhibitionniste!

    L’exhibitionniste!

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    by

    Laura Peters
    in ,

    We see your attempt     “Seduce the shoppers!” …so you think We are united     L’épi de maïs! Smart shoppers avoid the half-shucked

  • Liquidambar styraciflua

    Liquidambar styraciflua

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    by

    Laura Peters
    in

    Others have charm, sweet taste My skin too hard underfoot A fruit called prickly – discarded! or thrown by children for fun

  • Discipline

    Discipline

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    Laura Peters
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    Dirtied by the foul of others Made to stand in line Do as told Appreciated duty or torment After too long unknown

  • Informants

    Informants

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    Laura Peters
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    With ease over time we realize Something kept secret Our transgressions Slowly painted public

  • Daft-ellite

    Daft-ellite

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    Laura Peters
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    I hate to be mean, but we have been through this a few times now. Where does the signal come from? That’s right – the sky. Where are you pointed? Exactly. You are pointing at the ground. Try again, this time with a little more…aim.

  • Parts

    Parts

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    Laura Peters
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    I am never fully owned Temporarily held in place With care I sustain If I am wanted Do not consider me broken You still have my soul

  • Friend Pipes

    Friend Pipes

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    Laura Peters
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    Were you up all night again?! Oh come on man…do we have to do this again? Fine, fine…I’ll just let you go out and drown yourself. DUDE what is your problem? Water comes FROM us. We are ALWAYS drowning. You know what I mean. You don’t have to act like my big brother. Somebody should…

  • Flag Chat

    Flag Chat

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    Laura Peters
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    Nice to have the day off isn’t it, Chicago? Sure is, America. You think anybody notices us when it’s calm? Probably not. That’s kinda sad, isn’t it? I guess – they appreciate us on the windy days though. Hah – isn’t it hilarious when people think Chicago is actually a “windy” city? I love hearing…