Meek McGee
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Balcony SceneA Poem by Meek McGeeWe thought that maybe hope would bring an end to all these hopeless things |
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The Curse of BirthA Poem by Meek McGeeWe were born in windowpanes.The wind and rain helped us weatherThe pain of harsh awakenings.The light was dark, and pained usAs we let our demons save.. |
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The RapistA Poem by Meek McGeeHe pinned his hopesOn someone else's Shoulders |
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FloodsA Poem by Meek McGeeWere we back to where we were? |
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Random Access DestructionA Poem by Meek McGeeHe was lying under dull light. IRan a finger under his serial number.I saw he was alive-- Or functioning.A little. He was functioningA little.But his .. |
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The FuzzA Poem by Meek McGeeDandelions never try to try; they just go where the wind blows |
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Funereal ProcessionalA Poem by Meek McGeeWe let our hearts feed the rain. |
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ConversationsA Book by Meek McGeeThis book will be full of all of my poems in the conversations series. I'll be using it to further develop this style of surrealistic, conversationali.. |
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675 Somewhere St.A Poem by Meek McGeeI could see the cracks in his skies... |
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Drown My DropsA Poem by Meek McGeeShe wrote me a letter in feathers, but I don't know Chinese |
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