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Imagine my
surprise
when the stage
door opened
and in
walked a goddess
Dark hair,
dark eyes,
a bounce in
her step,
a leap ..
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I was
walking down a street
in my past,
hating my bright future,
thinking
about you
(How many years ago was it,
20, 25, whe..
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Dreams, filtered thoughts of
imagination’s doing
Collecting in the corners of
my “dead to the world” mind
While darkness..
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Why do I allow myself to do this,
day after day, wishing and waiting,
pacing in a confined space,
tripping on the surface of ..
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Gently stirring,
wishing morning glories
climbing up a weathered fence post,
strong and sturdy
Clinging vines and barbed wire -
blu..
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Standing at the crossroads,
intersecting points of life
Decisions come and go
Asphalt dreams a reality
Street signs cause confusion
..
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Almost midnight,
that thin fragile
line
when moments
change
and calendar
pages flip
watching as
hands slowly meet,
becoming..
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Paper,
screens, lights, pens,
what the
hell good is it all
Breaking morale
with streaked illusions
Thinking people
might care, th..
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You asked
if I had a light,
I struck a
match (my last)
Watched as it
sparked,
began to
glow
then ignited
in flame
Yellow a..
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I found an empty pen today
in a drawer filled with nothing
Hidden behind shattered dreams and ideas,
somewherein the past
I held i..
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