The title of this poem is Far flung, forewarned

The title of this poem is Steel toed socks

The title of this poem is Marshmallows roast and burning soul

The title of this poem is Tongues tried twisting

The title of this poem is This same god damn Chevy has cut me off three fucking times now

The title of this poem is A metaphorical analysis of the human breast

The title of this poem is A flavor based analysis of the chicken breast

The title of this poem is Don’t start thinking about human anatomy compared to chickens

The title of this poem is What if humans had chicken feet

The title of this poem is A retrospective introspection on intersection traffic direction

The title of this poem is Moist

The title of this poem is I could really use that miracle right about now

The title of this poem is Uncle Harold’s dubstep reinterpretation of classic literature

The title of this poem is Ornamentation pt 3

The title of this poem is The memeing of life

The title of this poem is The Streetlight fight

The title of this poem is Double barreled

The title of this poem is Read at your own risk

The title of this poem is Expectations are for the perpetually disappointed

The title of this poem is For the horde! (Editors note: he’s never actually played wow)

The title of this poem is Pop quiz on the meaning of life

The title of this poem is I’m still stuck on that chicken thing

The title of this poem is Like what if we had feathers instead of hair

The title of this poem is Eye bleach is actually a good thing

The title of this poem is If I hear one more pun about orchestras I will fold you over seven times and use you to balance tables

The title of this poem is Let’s not resort to violins

The title of this poem is I never said I wasn’t a hypocrite

The title of this poem is Staring into space because the world around you brings you down every waking minute you stay tethered to it and all you really want to do is scream but standing out is the last thing you want to do right now you just want to make it one more day unnoticed and behind it all so you can eventually make it to the next day for some god damn reason.

The title of this poem is Some bullshit, you get the gist

The title of this poem is A 10 piece chicken nugget but with people