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derek-david
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Night's chill parried by Tea or tobacco leaves Slick gradient of a sky Until housing cuts rough Disguising true horizons And their warmth of whatever within Flanked by twelve houses Built by twice the hubris As to be within speaking distance Of this village of backyards Yet communicate In the alien language Of light switches. Bedrooms are fireflies In an open field of brick flora Backdropping the safety of All of our bad habits Struggling as we like We share in the disconnect of Our wrought ice age Marked by the jingling of keys.
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Apr 30, 2018
Apr 30, 2018 at 7:19 AM UTC
Back Porch
Salesmen have That awful Salesman laugh Not earned Not funny Not buying. Love, laughter Life's rules Self taught Trust that One breaks.
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Apr 19, 2018
Apr 19, 2018 at 6:00 AM UTC
Sales
A world of information And I force ignorance A wealth of answers I skip class This crowd of fans I regret joining This pile of dishes I entertain starving Endless color Only one eye sees We're certain to suffer Ground coffee and teeth. Current events I should learn music Mission critical I can stay decent The world stage I hate theater Grocery store small talk Ask me something real. A question of ethics Always too easy But every turn of a page Still moves me 3 spaces Leave me alone I just need connection But the clearest of thoughts By ignoring my driver. Moral panic It happened so fast Give to charity All figured out. Keep your head down Chin lit by my phone Mr. Good Employee Call in late if it suits Works well under pressure And nowhere else Appreciation, respect More things to neglect. A global economy That troubling phrase Where capitalism ends Idealism fails Save your pennies The way out is in Play your position I'll quit the game The simple life Got confoundingly deep.
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Apr 17, 2018
Apr 17, 2018 at 12:33 PM UTC
The Oldest Millennial
Modern life explained: The freedom to be aware Of microplastics
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Apr 17, 2018
Apr 17, 2018 at 11:00 AM UTC
Modernity
Tales strung with cobwebs We want sparks We try on hats Poorly chosen Reflective surfaces New awareness Poor form Do they know Powder room visits Recalling lists on websites of Foods to avoid Habits they like Traits you want Times to act Oh God Please don't Nothing to lose, all in And all of that. Head bowed Nails dug in Free of stealth Spill. And spend the night Regretting your guts Took so **** long.
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Mar 21, 2017
Mar 21, 2017 at 12:14 PM UTC
Date night
Love is when Your grin is so stupid It clenches your fists
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Mar 20, 2017
Mar 20, 2017 at 6:43 AM UTC
Love
Feet fall under Never in front That right knee straight No music Steps softly snapping Toes stretching to grab more sock. I pace to be reminded Sore hips tingle for That aging runner's personal stretch No medal of honour A purple heart. Work day morning shower Then sweat at work an hour Daddy why is he running? Faster than walking. Didn't care to explain The airy chant of Restlessness and frustration Exhaled with the most Commanding push Posture long since ruined So tuck that tailbone Head back Your neck had better hurt This is you at your best A familial love And the same lack of visits.
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Mar 19, 2017
Mar 19, 2017 at 4:13 PM UTC
The boy who ran everywhere
You can always tell winter from fall In how soon We correct the clocks. The dashboard is wrong For weeks We decided we are comfortable And so And yet We don't look. Our ovens are forgotten Maybe it's helpful, to do the dishes And be a false hour further From winter's silent failures You lost So much more than an hour.
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Mar 18, 2017
Mar 18, 2017 at 4:42 PM UTC
False Hour