I Want My Hamburger
.© 2009 - Ben Heine
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(A very quick sketch)
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Fast Food Air

By Adam Caldwell

Sitting on my chair
Trying to write about my despair
But alas
My tasty fast food fare
Has come to haunt my air

(The poem appeared on poemhunter.com)

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P I C A S S O
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© 2008 - Ben Heine

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Picasso
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By E.E. Cummings

Picasso
you give us Things
which bulge:
grunting lungs pumped full of sharp thick mind

you make us shrill
presents always
shut in the sumptuous screech of
simplicity

(out of the
black unbunged
Something gushes vaguely a squeak of planes
or

between squeals of
Nothing grabbed with circular shrieking tightness
solid screams whisper.)
Lumberman of The Distinct

your brain's
axe only chops hugest inherent
Trees of Ego, from
whose living and biggest

bodies lopped
of every
prettiness

you hew form truly

(The poem appeared on americanpoems.com)