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The Fine Line Between Love and Hate
I have seen that the man’s not dead,
but dying. Crying
pale milk eyes
reflect amidst t..
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If Only We Had the Will
Surrounded by concrete, broken desire;
it’s fitting that a mans will would be haunted.
The eyes follow ..
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An Unwanted
Gift
The dream
was like lightning in a bottle.
I don’t’
remember;
did I give it to you
or did you
t..
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Summer (Rejoice!)
Summer. Once a
decayed grey petal
caught in a rolling wave,
now green, bright, deep;
Rejoice!
On the..
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A little beatnik.
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Nothing to See Here
There is nothing so rigid as steel
in the spine.
Unbendable.
Ready to break in a moment of doubt.
What I ..
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River
The Canadian River,
(Combined from north and south)
when seen from the hilltop
above my childhood home,
trickles as di..
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From Georgia to ColoradoMy dreams are sheer and hard to keep,When there are whispers in my sleep.I hear your words; they grow and grow,And feel your b..
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I'm Just Getting Warmed UPorMy Neighbor Annoys the S**t Out of METree trimming is creation. Oftentimes, it's black magicconjuring a gate to hell,to w..
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A Song of Hope
(or of hope for simplicity)
Where there is the light, there is the bite
Of a snow tipped mountain; a pinnacle of white..
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