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Ahhh...Turgid tidal wave of pleasure / white noise, / Lust licking at the *****
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Oct 22, 2012
Another DaySometimes a surface masks what is inside / Like the sphere below our feet. / Other times it cannot hide
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Oct 23, 2012
CyclesCeiling, fans turn. / Wall, clock ticks. / Floor, machines rotate, washing.
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Oct 28, 2015
Eulogy (to be sung)He is dead, he is dead, he is dead, he is dead, / He once was alive, but now he's not, he's dead. / He lived, he lived, he lived, he lived,
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Oct 23, 2012
FlurryThe warehouse of my mind is empty. / Muted blues, like a Miles Davis groove, / begin to fill the dusky expanse.
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May 24, 2013
ImageEchoes of laughter come to me / From deep within the chambers of my ship / Where are the voices coming from-
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Oct 28, 2015
MedicineI tremble, I shake, I convulse, / My body is racked with pain. / You have the cure.
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Oct 23, 2012
MonsterThere are times when, sitting in my recliner / with my arm draped over the back, / I have a sense of some presence lurking behind the chair
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Oct 22, 2012
Peas in a PodMy friends set me up on a date. / "You will like her", they said. / "She has the same interests and
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Oct 23, 2012
Pickup LineBurgundy, white, black, blue; all in a line. / SUV, 4-door, hatchback, minivan; waiting. / The sun beats down, the air blasts inside,
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May 16, 2013
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