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 Nov 2012 ck
Erik Ervin
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 Nov 2012 ck
Erik Ervin
There is nowhere you would rather be.
You cannot sleep.
Blame the coffee.

Lay there.
Her stomach rises and falls

Close your eyes
remember the waves you first learned to love
how they washed up and down your four year old body.

She rolls to you,
murmurs something you cannot make out,
you ask what was said
it is the same muffled whisper

touch her arm
kiss her shoulder
she comes closer.

You recall this honest twisting of lips
forgot how easily it came

Close your eyes
that first touch of a basketball
the excitement flowing through legs
dribbling your way forward

Open your eyes
find hers gazing upon you

she awoke to snoring
says she’ll be in the next room

Blame the cigarettes

she asks to be awoken when you do

hear her in the hall
in the bathroom
going into the next room

close your eyes
 Nov 2012 ck
JK Cabresos
No cakes, no gifts
or surprises needed.
Just my friends, family
and You, oh Lord!
Another year
has come for me
to endure, to perspire,
to mature, to inspire,
to forgive, to laugh,
to believe, to trust,
to live and to love.
Thank You so much
for giving me
another chance.
Do you believe,
in the spirit that moves through all things?
It connects our souls as one,
and together they sing.

Do you believe,
that we are all one?
The only difference is,
our native tongue.

Do you believe in the spirit that moves through all things?
Binds us as one, humans and nature, the same.
Do you believe in the spirit that moves through all things?
Humans hunger for nature will never be tamed.

Nature once, wild and free,
is now oppressed by man and machine.
Gods lookin' down, shaking their heads.
Do we stop? No, we drill instead.

Taking the homes, of the animals,
eviction without warning.
A holocaust, all is lost,
Mother Nature is mourning.

We are murderers,
molesting and ****** the land.
We are executioners,
committing crimes with our own two hands.

Look,
what,
we have done.

Took,
a,
loaded gun.

Pulled,
the,
**** trigger.

And blew Mother Natures head right off!
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
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