Jonathan Ballam
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Into the BricksA Poem by Jonathan BallamShe was a grey blur. She hung around floating on feeling, the feeling of falling. She undid her top button with a pumping finger. She held on to tha.. |
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GravesideA Poem by Jonathan Ballammy cold arms will catch you |
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Under the MoonA Poem by Jonathan BallamWe sat together, the moonlight dribbling over us like shadow, its fluid motion holding us together. Your eyes glowed, and you went on like a t.. |
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numbersA Poem by Jonathan Ballamplease don’t murder my brain with those numbers, calculated Time kills the Life cells long hours, shred, and grind the lines of fine time.. |
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dragonA Poem by Jonathan Ballamnot all woman will listen to the words we hold in our hands |
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the wires insideA Poem by Jonathan Ballami was more technology than this carcass |
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venusA Poem by Jonathan Ballamshe had a hangover and forgot about the garden spills and mess |
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make her forgetA Poem by Jonathan Ballamshe sits in the movie theater all alone and eats through the popcorn |
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pressed keysA Poem by Jonathan Ballamthe software staring through my rapid face |
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Simple LivingA Poem by Jonathan BallamI'm a poet and I know it |
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