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Do not admire me

A Poem by B. Lapinski

She told me that she admired me over breakfast in some run down mom and pop joint up in the heights I didn't reply just raised my eyes up from m..

i don\'t remember

A Poem by B. Lapinski

I don't really remember recognizing the changing of the seasons As a child I remember the warmth or the cold or the dead leaves of halloween or t..

how many more

A Poem by B. Lapinski

How many poems can I produce in the course of one year? 100 1000 only stopping between each to get a cup of coffee have a smoke f**k..

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A Poem by B. Lapinski

she took a photo of me sitting on the bed guitar in my lap strumming an old Dylan song looking as if I had just lost the world or just found it ..

Things I think about

A Poem by B. Lapinski

I can't help but to think about my childhood and way it has affected me and it made me so god damned paranoid and so f*****g scared I can't help b..

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A Poem by B. Lapinski

I don't need any kind of format My life is all twisted and knotted and nothing ever makes sense until the dust settles why can't you just relax h..

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A Poem by B. Lapinski

"Why do you f**k like a woman" she said At that comment I felt my dick crawl upward It crawled into the cavern of my manhood and silently ..

Today\'s Pape

A Poem by B. Lapinski

I thought she would have stayed for breakfast shared a cup of coffee and some morning chit chat but she was gone before I even crawled my a*s out of..

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A Poem by B. Lapinski

She walked into the kitchen breathing valentine I love you's and throwing Godiva like it was some sort of god I pretended not to notice her hair in..