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#PoetryPoodle

My girlfriend asked me whether we should get a poodle - I said I had my tumblr account. That’s enough work. 

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-eams & -eems

not as it seems

not in my dreams

now don’t scream

It’s as it seems

not in your dreams 

not my dreams

it seems 

you like to scream 

you, girl of my dreams

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Bad Day for World Peace (Draft 1)

An assassin on my Facebook feed

Cause we’ve got technology

Aylan Kurdi dead on the beach

Cause refugees are welcome here

A Black man shot in the streets

Cause every wo/man is free

Bombs over Aleppo on RT

And now they say it’s free

But it’s something else to me:

Another bad day for World Peace

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another bad day for world peace

Markos Y

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We're not on the wrong side of history. We're just poor

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When an undocumented taco shop worker in NYC tells me to be careful in Europe - because of all those refugees

Markos Y

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Yesterday my mom suggested I move to Portland. Should I consider that a diss?

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Likes and Retweets are the air I breathe

Markos Y

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You can't hug an airport

My flight is delayed  again   we talk on the phone

& you ask me when  will you marry me finally land in Berlin

why I just don’t move to yours  I understand that

you want me close  that’s why I picked up  reading

Toni Morrison Ta-Nehisi Coates & Teju Cole

bought you poetry by Langston Hughes

printed postcards by Basquiat & old soul

hip-hop funk photobooks & records

so don’t forget that  I love you for more than

just your looks  kill me softly  when you’re asleep

you dream of me  you say you’re getting old but

this love ain’t going cold it’s entering a new phase

that’s why I look forward to the days  when we

start a family & live wherever makes us happy

together  not alone I will never forget that

you said  you can’t kiss hug fuck an airport

so you better not stay away for too long

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More time

I wish I had more time with friends I wish I had more time to read I wish I had more time to write I wish I had more time with you

I wish we’d spend more time fucking I wish we’d spend more time alone I wish we’d spend more time in bed I wish we’d spend more time stoned

You’d rather spend your time dancing You’d rather spend your time painting You’d rather spend your time at work You’d rather spend your time alone

What if we only had one more time? Whom would you dance with? Whom would you paint? Whom would you fuck? What book would you read? What would you write about?

Certainly not me.

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a night out.

shoes glued to

bathroom floors

the stench of piss

& citrus febreze fresh

smells like teen spirit

free hand-outs

re-used rubbers

& bad blow jobs

white powder

fills (white) noses

on toilet seats

& shit spills up

the radio plays:

get up in the morning

a royal flush

& it’s down the drain

a text WhatsApp message reads:

Lovin’ you is complicated

…

When you drink

& I’m awake

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Stars, citations & ratings

my poetry has left me my rhythm is dead-beat my creativity is gone & so is my wisdom faltering into knowledge to be quantified intelligence systematized creativity ex- tinguished in exchange for stars, citations & ratings

The more I do, the less I live. The more I live, the less I do. So how am I supposed to define myself by what I do?

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The irony that shit coffee doesn't make you shit

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On the train (Greek boy seeks attention)

I love you I love you Kita, mama “Perimene” - Wait High-speed train, oooh High-speed train, ooooh Woooooaaaahhhh C r y yyyy Water Watah Bäm Bäm Brum Brum “Say Cheese” OXI Ring Ring Telephone This next stop is Manchester Picadilly Giagia on the iphone Beautiful baby smile for me OXI “vlaka”

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You’ve heard people scream ‘Fuck that shit’. But have you heard about shit that fucks? You didn't hear it from me.

Markos Y

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between now & yesterday

The world looks darker today

the earth feels flatter today

the sun seems further away ´

the moon is ever as grey

What happened between now & yesterday? 

I simply don’t know 

& even if I told you so

why I feel so low

do you really want to know

What happened between now & yesterday?

I didn’t  lose my fame  go insane

there’s nothing I can feign

& there’s no one to blame

the world remains the same 

That happened between now & yesterday.