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 Feb 2014
martin
beauty goes unseen
nature still is generous
where wild roses grow
 Feb 2014
Terry Collett
Bukowski whispers
his beery breath on my neck
don’t forget the cats.
 Feb 2014
So Jo
grief rolls in - blue waves
tugging down, tumbling under
God between each gasp
 Feb 2014
So Jo
her name is a cage
his tongue paces, still singing
their duet - alone
 Feb 2014
So Jo
day pulls her corners in
folds this dress now marked, crumpled
night – a new disguise
 Feb 2014
Jack Kerouac
Birds singing
in the dark
—Rainy dawn.
 Feb 2014
So Jo
familiar unknown
when after night's slow bruising
only one looks back

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