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 Jan 2015 db cooper
Jonathan
Groaning grunts grows greatly
rendering respect… relinquished, reluctantly
over ostracizing only openly
without withholding weary words.

and

Lowly lessons leave larceny,
emptiness embodies, emanates, emulates
around abandoned admiration, amassed.
Recover reference, reticulate resistance
never negate nostalgia knowingly.
 Jan 2015 db cooper
Laura
I would rather dive head first
into the sea
than get on my knees
and beg you to come back to me
yet deep inside I cannot deny
that visions of you
I do still contrive

It seems so easy to relapse
and reminisce
about those times
long gone by

Glasses placed beside the bed
Fingertips tracing over lithe limbs
I felt so warm with you
by my side
and when I looked into those blue-green eyes
the butterflies would never die

Forever locked in a sweet, misty haze
I thought we could stay this way
and yet as I lay in ecstasy
you were already done with me

I do not blame you
for what you cannot control
yet I still pine for you ever more
and as I watch the break of day
I just have to tell myself
you're far away
I could feel ribs break
from inside my heaving chest
as you kissed her lips.
 Jan 2015 db cooper
untitled
i see her stare out of the
corner of these bleary eyes.
i wonder what she is looking at.
"why is she staring in such a
perpetual manner?" i ask myself.
she makes me feel as if i'm
a starry night...like she's waiting for
something extraordinary to happen.
i blush
no one has ever looked at me the
way she does, maybe i've always been afraid to let people do so.
my cadaverous body goes cold
only to be warmed by the endearing touch of her hand.

and in that moment i knew that i
wanted to spend an eternity with her,
because for once...

i knew i was going to be okay.
this is stupid, i am stupid, what is stupid. i give up.
 Jan 2015 db cooper
David Ehrgott
A thousand miles wide
The storm it is landside
Takes all the trees that were going to die
The cargo floods the highways
A pier ride in the ocean
Fifty-five hundred sheltered, safe and sound
Over 6 million people without power
Did they ever really have the power
Not like Sandy
Such devastation
The govenor needs a vacation
Again
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