Literary Pug
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Lit·er·ar·y Pug /ˈlidəˌrerē puhg/ rearranging words, watching 𝐴𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑇𝑖𝑚𝑒 🐶#poetry #5amwritersclub🐶 Editing 2024 poems. Life is Star Trek. Be mindful.
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standard operating
procedure, step 212:
your hand is always
bigger than
(mine)
nothing is unsolvable,
at least that’s how you
decided to show up.
(finally)
committee decides
soon my hand size,
which is puzzling as
you still clasp
(mine, finale)
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#poetry
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#poem
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Yes. Best time to write for sure!
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Thank you! (returns salute)
literarypug.bsky.social
I wish I could claim dedication. My brain wakes me up. I do about 1-1.5 hours then fall back asleep.
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The world is one big word bucket of yard sale legos, and I am here for the sorting.
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literarypug.bsky.social
standard operating
procedure, step 212:
your hand is always
bigger than
(mine)
nothing is unsolvable,
at least that’s how you
decided to show up.
(finally)
committee decides
soon my hand size,
which is puzzling as
you still clasp
(mine, finale)
#5amwritersclub
#poetry
#blueskypoets
#poem
literarypug.bsky.social
In my knee jerk world,
swallowing a tricycle
is a regular occurrence.
Doesn’t matter I’m on it,
peddling fast enough
for two time trips.
Deciduous pasts
will slough off
eventually.
But why wait?
Unhinge my jaw
so I can prep
for the meal
while it’s still
green
#5amwritersclub #poem #poetry
literarypug.bsky.social
Greatness doesn’t come
from being greater. It comes
from being ok with being
good, consistently.
literarypug.bsky.social
We will have to start combining GIFs, like in Orwell’s 1984. Doubleplusungood.
literarypug.bsky.social
It was the winter of 65.
I was dropped onto the
earth in a pink tuxedo.

Calculus class was
terrifying and red, and
a few vibrations that
hummed inside.

Strawberry sugar always
sweetened the sour at
my back teeth.

One rumpled molar
even escaped,
to explore.
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#poem
#poetry
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Solo solipsist
redundant recant
of the decanting of
self by self, with
guest appearance
by self. Can’t prove
it, this the it self
itself on the shelf
in the town of Guelph.
Solipsist slippers worn
while I sell me shells
by the thee shore, but
can’t be sure thee
tidal pool is dual.
How cruel!
#poem
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Why was I given the template
for more of me?
What is my motivation to
replace what breaks, to age
to obsolescence?

I threw out the manual.
Free verse creation.

Multiple arms ok. Success
goaded me on to wings,
branches, pseudopodia.

I enveloped the universe.

And digested it.
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Far is outmoded,
almost moldy.
We keep everything in
existence close, so
there’s no reach or
travel. Balance is
tipping when your
freight is fright. I’m
afraid regret only
plays out as a gift
these days, because
sorry exceeds safe,
and worry is worse
than late.
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The writer and the pea.
So many levels
So many
drafts.
“I was so uncomfortable
last night, and look
what I found…”
(holds up gerund)
“They must be a true
writer. Detecting
is a skill. Sometimes
the stress gerunder
matters under a
mattress.”
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Best poetic thoughts into the ether.
literarypug.bsky.social
Enter at 6, to start.
Exit at 3, or 12, or 9.

But what if we enter at
the perpendicular, or
even teleport in?

Or we can enter at the
exit and go backwards,
meet ourselves at 6

Either way, standing it
on end and spinning it,
it was always a sphere,
it appears.
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My orchids are flirting with me. 🥰
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Donuts. Cookies. Nothing you can’t catch up on. Welcome back.
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Well done pop tarts are a thing, for sure.
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Pre-op poems. Me-ops.
Careful scrubbing and
gowning before handling
of any words. Only the
freshest of phonemes
used in the prep,with
an ear to carefully
cross-contaminate
as much as possible.
Double entendre probable,
Interpretation unique,
multivariate critique
(I’m a little sneak)
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Someone changed
the clock. Now it’s
a dreary new model.
Oh, clock! Why does
changing matter?
Why does matter
change? Why chatter
stays mainly in the
plain? Ticking is
still ticking, last
time I checked.
On time for being
out of time, but
at least let the
accounted ledger
lead you.
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Sometimes I’m purposefully
teetering on the edge,
teething insanity like it’s
erupting through my gums,
seething profanity escaping
me during services, in elevators,
in dreams, in reams, teaming
up with can-do, unlikely
bedfellows, bellowing
a duplicitous diatribe
to a tribe I cannot describe.
#poem
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#writingcommunity #blueskypoets