Mike Michaels
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Doors Open, CloseA Poem by Mike MichaelsDraped in greyAn almost mistEnter to forgetThe trees green. |
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Why ReadA Poem by Mike MichaelsWords somer-salt out, egoinflates, doesn'tmean a thing.Sounds pretty,looks smart. |
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Deaf, Dumb and BlindA Poem by Mike Michaels"the country of my heart" Hellen Keller |
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Photo Found AfterA Poem by Mike MichaelsWind and rainWornTwo no threeDisasterWhat was. |
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SpringA Poem by Mike MichaelsOld SolReturnsChasing darkWarmthFor youEverythingGrpws. |
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PloverA Poem by Mike MichaelsBonnieShe wasFriend for far.Rock walksHer babiesSpawnWords thatrLike waterEarth ScrubbedPlace. |
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California/CanadianA Poem by Mike MichaelsThen was lost somewhere in the foldsTime and talking about rivers rushingTo the age of old, scross the grey andTumbling thoughts rattling around hereT.. |
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WetA Poem by Mike MichaelsCall it turtelingwithdrawingwithinmy dick puckers.Plodding to the toileta couple yanksthe piss splashesbursts anddribbles.Wait,waggleflush and turn aw.. |
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