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 Jan 2021 Exosphere
B Chapman
I'll be the gasoline and the match,
You can be the bridge and the water below,
My laughter comes quick,
And death burns slow.
The medicine helped a little bit
Gratitude for sleep

My youngest one did call tonight
Happiness, my boy, keep

Don't follow me in philosophy
Avoid the Abyss so deep

Video games, basketball
To run. To laugh. To leap!
If you are
Being loved
You may not feel winter
That cold
Else

Here is the blanket
Cover up
Genre: Observational
Theme: For some summer is too hot, winter is too cold, no in between
 Jan 2021 Exosphere
Acme
To be or not to be?
   I paint a black halo around
   your blond hair at midnight
   while you hide the moon from
   me and I wonder at your games.
   It's all intense; music, acid,
   *******, the beautiful things
   I've known, but  not seen lately
   We wait naked in the dark for
   dawn's first vague glimpse of
love in our eyes. We stare blind
and reach into the dark for lovers.
 Jan 2021 Exosphere
Acme
Empathy
 Jan 2021 Exosphere
Acme
The poet's curse. We feel your pain.
We'd rather not but we have no choice.
We need to put it on the page like a
tiny red corpse we never forget. Weep and
pray and deny a god. Death lives inside you.
 Jan 2021 Exosphere
Thomas W Case
I watch life float
by like a dragon-fly
riding the breeze.
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