staple,
keeps together
only papers,
small snippets.
nothing like
life messed up
mistakes made.
wake up in the night,
calling for the one
you accidentally killed,
knowing you will never
get her back.
she was yours,
but she is now gone.
all because you messed up.
staples did not keep you
together.
the staple.
only the thing
that holds together
flimsy pieces,
papers.
it does not hold together life,
things gone wrong,
things you’ve done.
you wake up in the night
sweating
missing the one you killed
accidentally,
the one you loved most.
The staples pinched the puckered red skin under her eye, swollen and blue around the edges. She thought that this was the end of her run as pageant queen.
Eggs are a staple around these parts. Chard, sauteed in olive oil with some onions, goes a long way, but we ain’t done. Combine that with some scrambled eggs, divinely loved with coconut cream and cheese and you’ve found yourself in heaven with a beautiful body.
Let me be your staple food, slurp me up daily, regurgitate me. Lay me out on your table, feast on me – and let us give thanks for our daily bread. Let me rise and then bake me, let me be your staple food.
I hate talking out stapes. I try to do it without ruining the paper or my fingernails, but usually I make a mess of things and the staple goes flying and I have a heck of a time trying to find it so that the dogs don’t step on it .
cause it hasnt been that long, since you almost hit that tree, cause it hasnt been that long, since you hit that tree from speed
do you remember, the ambulance that took you there, do you remember, they cut your pants your favorite pair, they shaved your head, where’s all your hair?
the doctor said
we need some staples for his head
the doctor said
another foot you could be dead
the doctor said
we need some staples for his head
the doctor said
another foot you could be dead
Food is a staple in my life. Both of my grandmothers cook, their mothers cooked and their mothers before them. I’m even going to school for culinary arts. But my favorite thing to do is to find out what another country’s staple food is and figure out what it is they do with it. Ethnic cuisine is my favorite thing to learn about. Because as I’ve said before, you can always learn something about someone else through their food.
It was the staple to put it all together. I’m not even sure how that works out, but it most definitely stabbed into my chest a little. There it was, the dirty little detail that wrapped every worst memory and feeling together, shining in the light just to prove how worthless I was. It really was unnecessary; I already knew.
I was an office worker. It seems un-glamorous, but it was well within my comfort zone. Print three pages, staple here. Repeat forty times. Simple. Repetitive. Routine. Safe. This is the lifestyle I prefer. But moms don’t like to hear that you want to be an office worker.
Ouch.
I guess I didn’t realize I had stapled the fucking essay to my hand. I guess you are what you eat… but wait, I don’t eat trees or paper. You can’t digest that shit. I guess what they say is true, I’m as absent minded as a possum. If that even makes sense.
If you think you have no reason to be grateful when the mortgage is due and school fees abound and the parking space just got taken, then recalibrate perceptions. Complaining is really only a staple in the first world…
i like the simple things in life
and i thank god for them all
just the super small things
like staple
a doctor
the mall.
but i thank god for my life
whenever there is a staple in sight
the staple represents the finer things in life
the staple the staple – that represents me tonight.
Connecting.Pulling things together.That’s what a staple is. You’re the staple in my life. The connection.The thing that keeps me together. The things that holds me so I don’t fall apart. Your love is the staple of my paper life. Staple.
My friend died yesterday.
She was holding the stapler in her hand.
I couldn’t process it.
She just fell.
Noone knows why or how but it WAS.
And it was terrible.
My friend was eleven.
da ist schon wieder ein hartes b drin. ich weigere mich darüber zu schreiben. es wäre auch banal, was gibt es schon zu sagen über stavel. stavel sind aufeinandergestavelte dinge, die sich staveln lassen weil sie eigenschaften haben, die sie stavelbar machen. eine besonders beliebte form des stavelns ist tetris. man kann auch hochstaveln! Wie ich, als ich sagte ich würde mich weigern darüber zu schreiben!
Staples are sharp, they could hurt if you stapled someone to something else. Like Eminem in that song “my name is.” I keep dropping my staples all over my floor. Not sure why I told you that.
The little piece of metal that allows you to put two or more pieces of paper together. You can also use it to put fabrics on walls or decorations up for Christmas! There are regular staples and staple guns.
i staple my papers as im ready to turn them in. my heart beats faster as i walk to my teachers desk. after turning it in, the next day i wonder what would have happened if i never stapled my paper and never turned it in… would it change my life? or would she accept what i wrote?
A staple in everyone’s life should be happiness. We are always too busy planning ahead to concern ourselves with the moments that pass by us. And those moments that pass by are life’s moments. Make happiness your staple.
ive never really liked staples cuz i never have enough of em. Sometimes i have assignments that are due soon and im like “yo dude can you pass the stapler” and then they dont have any staples.
You staple yourself to a life-or rather birth staples you to a life. You have no choice in the life you choose or the circumstances that arise in the future. A child does not choose to see tragedy when young–to see blood, fortune and death. The events in life stayed printed on the surface of the brain, and time does not erase pain, it only covers it with more memories, good or bad.
the overcontrolling urge to force you down, like i could make you a staple in my diet; i just wanted a little silence so i could maybe go to sleep, insomnia
what is staple the only word i receive, why can’t i get a different word? why is it just S-T-A-P-L-E. i just don’t understand. it’s just a stupid staple. why complain?
The staple was so lonley, sitting in it’s stapler just waiting to be used, and then he realized that he was just being used…. poor staple, it’s okay, i love you! Said the stapler…. (:
I grabbed the staple and looked at it; the only weapon i have in this death trap of a playhouse. It’s hard to hold onto because, well, it’s a staple. I grip it with the tips of my sweaty fingers and move forward slowly. There’s not much time.
Staples. Bread, water, wheat. Staples.
A small, orphaned girl scrambled through the alleyways searching for food.
For us, it is a luxury, to her, it is a staple.
She searches through the dumpsters and steps on cans.
Every Sunday after breakfast, mother gathered up her tan pocketbook and all of her coupon clippings to walk very slowly to the local grocery store. She bought milk, eggs, bread, masking tape, string cheese and a vegetable for dinner that night. It was a glorious trip through space where I became small and cared for and mother was my mother (who smelled like dimples and cigarettes). The space she left at the door where her shoes usually lay was like the bare strip of skin above a puckered belly button soothed with the idle fingers of a lover–comfortable and you wished that it would always be this way.
gun. once i stapled one piece of paper to the next. my friend once stapled her finger on purpose, it looked really painful. maybe this means staple items like water and food, some people consider material objects like ipods and tvs to be staple items.
I have to hurry, or they won’t count it as a grade. Crap, all the papers are out of order! No paper clip.. I wish my spit had a special gluey adhesive in it so I could lick the corner and stick em together! Oh here it is, the stapler! KA-CHUNK! Now I hand in my report, my 50 point report, just before the bell rings. My B+ in this class is safe!
staple,
keeps together
only papers,
small snippets.
nothing like
life messed up
mistakes made.
wake up in the night,
calling for the one
you accidentally killed,
knowing you will never
get her back.
she was yours,
but she is now gone.
all because you messed up.
staples did not keep you
together.
the staple.
only the thing
that holds together
flimsy pieces,
papers.
it does not hold together life,
things gone wrong,
things you’ve done.
you wake up in the night
sweating
missing the one you killed
accidentally,
the one you loved most.
The staples pinched the puckered red skin under her eye, swollen and blue around the edges. She thought that this was the end of her run as pageant queen.
Staples are cool and so is the cool. yesterday is the day we went to soup.
I’ve suffered a gastroinstestinal perforation because of my staple diet.
“I stapled that fella’s mouth shut”
“What!? That doesn’t make any sense.”
“Yeah, well that’s alright! Sure.”
“Oh, ok.”
yep, that’s it.
Eggs are a staple around these parts. Chard, sauteed in olive oil with some onions, goes a long way, but we ain’t done. Combine that with some scrambled eggs, divinely loved with coconut cream and cheese and you’ve found yourself in heaven with a beautiful body.
Let me be your staple food, slurp me up daily, regurgitate me. Lay me out on your table, feast on me – and let us give thanks for our daily bread. Let me rise and then bake me, let me be your staple food.
Cut. Deep. Blood, staining pale white paper. Always a dead line. A Parade Of Pencil Shavings, And Bad Morning Breath.
My work place is a war zone.
I hate talking out stapes. I try to do it without ruining the paper or my fingernails, but usually I make a mess of things and the staple goes flying and I have a heck of a time trying to find it so that the dogs don’t step on it .
it was imprinted like a stamp
ready to fade, and yet not quite.
it held its place,
strong
she couldn’t imagine that
it would win the race
stuck, locked into place, bolted with a chain
the most important thing in her mind
the tiniest of signs
she kept glancing their way
unable to remove
what was
cause it hasnt been that long, since you almost hit that tree, cause it hasnt been that long, since you hit that tree from speed
do you remember, the ambulance that took you there, do you remember, they cut your pants your favorite pair, they shaved your head, where’s all your hair?
the doctor said
we need some staples for his head
the doctor said
another foot you could be dead
the doctor said
we need some staples for his head
the doctor said
another foot you could be dead
Food is a staple in my life. Both of my grandmothers cook, their mothers cooked and their mothers before them. I’m even going to school for culinary arts. But my favorite thing to do is to find out what another country’s staple food is and figure out what it is they do with it. Ethnic cuisine is my favorite thing to learn about. Because as I’ve said before, you can always learn something about someone else through their food.
It was the staple to put it all together. I’m not even sure how that works out, but it most definitely stabbed into my chest a little. There it was, the dirty little detail that wrapped every worst memory and feeling together, shining in the light just to prove how worthless I was. It really was unnecessary; I already knew.
I was an office worker. It seems un-glamorous, but it was well within my comfort zone. Print three pages, staple here. Repeat forty times. Simple. Repetitive. Routine. Safe. This is the lifestyle I prefer. But moms don’t like to hear that you want to be an office worker.
Ouch.
I guess I didn’t realize I had stapled the fucking essay to my hand. I guess you are what you eat… but wait, I don’t eat trees or paper. You can’t digest that shit. I guess what they say is true, I’m as absent minded as a possum. If that even makes sense.
If you think you have no reason to be grateful when the mortgage is due and school fees abound and the parking space just got taken, then recalibrate perceptions. Complaining is really only a staple in the first world…
i like the simple things in life
and i thank god for them all
just the super small things
like staple
a doctor
the mall.
but i thank god for my life
whenever there is a staple in sight
the staple represents the finer things in life
the staple the staple – that represents me tonight.
Connecting.Pulling things together.That’s what a staple is. You’re the staple in my life. The connection.The thing that keeps me together. The things that holds me so I don’t fall apart. Your love is the staple of my paper life. Staple.
My friend died yesterday.
She was holding the stapler in her hand.
I couldn’t process it.
She just fell.
Noone knows why or how but it WAS.
And it was terrible.
My friend was eleven.
da ist schon wieder ein hartes b drin. ich weigere mich darüber zu schreiben. es wäre auch banal, was gibt es schon zu sagen über stavel. stavel sind aufeinandergestavelte dinge, die sich staveln lassen weil sie eigenschaften haben, die sie stavelbar machen. eine besonders beliebte form des stavelns ist tetris. man kann auch hochstaveln! Wie ich, als ich sagte ich würde mich weigern darüber zu schreiben!
Staples are sharp, they could hurt if you stapled someone to something else. Like Eminem in that song “my name is.” I keep dropping my staples all over my floor. Not sure why I told you that.
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His diet consisted of the real
reeled in, sliced off, stuffed with
roasted with, smoked over
eaten under a blood soaked moon
The little piece of metal that allows you to put two or more pieces of paper together. You can also use it to put fabrics on walls or decorations up for Christmas! There are regular staples and staple guns.
i staple my papers as im ready to turn them in. my heart beats faster as i walk to my teachers desk. after turning it in, the next day i wonder what would have happened if i never stapled my paper and never turned it in… would it change my life? or would she accept what i wrote?
A staple in everyone’s life should be happiness. We are always too busy planning ahead to concern ourselves with the moments that pass by us. And those moments that pass by are life’s moments. Make happiness your staple.
ive never really liked staples cuz i never have enough of em. Sometimes i have assignments that are due soon and im like “yo dude can you pass the stapler” and then they dont have any staples.
You staple yourself to a life-or rather birth staples you to a life. You have no choice in the life you choose or the circumstances that arise in the future. A child does not choose to see tragedy when young–to see blood, fortune and death. The events in life stayed printed on the surface of the brain, and time does not erase pain, it only covers it with more memories, good or bad.
Small, inconspicuous, and painfully wedged in the bottom of my sole. The office assassin, hiding in carpets, ready to pounce.
the overcontrolling urge to force you down, like i could make you a staple in my diet; i just wanted a little silence so i could maybe go to sleep, insomnia
what is staple the only word i receive, why can’t i get a different word? why is it just S-T-A-P-L-E. i just don’t understand. it’s just a stupid staple. why complain?
The staple was so lonley, sitting in it’s stapler just waiting to be used, and then he realized that he was just being used…. poor staple, it’s okay, i love you! Said the stapler…. (:
your love is a staple; I eat it, I breathe it, I dream of it.
Staples center, home of the Lakers.Not brought to you by office Max.Hand down, Man down.
I grabbed the staple and looked at it; the only weapon i have in this death trap of a playhouse. It’s hard to hold onto because, well, it’s a staple. I grip it with the tips of my sweaty fingers and move forward slowly. There’s not much time.
Staples. Bread, water, wheat. Staples.
A small, orphaned girl scrambled through the alleyways searching for food.
For us, it is a luxury, to her, it is a staple.
She searches through the dumpsters and steps on cans.
Every Sunday after breakfast, mother gathered up her tan pocketbook and all of her coupon clippings to walk very slowly to the local grocery store. She bought milk, eggs, bread, masking tape, string cheese and a vegetable for dinner that night. It was a glorious trip through space where I became small and cared for and mother was my mother (who smelled like dimples and cigarettes). The space she left at the door where her shoes usually lay was like the bare strip of skin above a puckered belly button soothed with the idle fingers of a lover–comfortable and you wished that it would always be this way.
gun. once i stapled one piece of paper to the next. my friend once stapled her finger on purpose, it looked really painful. maybe this means staple items like water and food, some people consider material objects like ipods and tvs to be staple items.
I have to hurry, or they won’t count it as a grade. Crap, all the papers are out of order! No paper clip.. I wish my spit had a special gluey adhesive in it so I could lick the corner and stick em together! Oh here it is, the stapler! KA-CHUNK! Now I hand in my report, my 50 point report, just before the bell rings. My B+ in this class is safe!