Empathropomorphic Collections

Tag: sidewalk

  • Change

    Change

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    Laura Peters
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    Things are changing. Slower as we go, faster as we grow apart. Still a group. We stand out now, lifted by forces unknown. Seeing all things. From this height, we recognize our place.

  • I’m So Lucky

    I’m So Lucky

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    by

    Laura Peters
    in ,

    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…

  • Parts

    Parts

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    by

    Laura Peters
    in ,

    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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    by

    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…

  • I’m not here

    I’m not here

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    by

    Laura Peters
    in ,

    but I’ll let you enjoy me for a moment while I figure out what to do You don’t look like something I should eat but I’d still like to attack your face for some reason Maybe I’m supposed to be here and you’re not