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 Mar 2015
Hannah
Picked up when wanted
Dropped when bored
Just for your pleasure
And then
                                                                                                                  *ignored
 Mar 2015
SG Holter
Sober weekends last
Longer.

We go to bed early
To read.

She's lit a scented candle
On her bedside table.

Shadows dance on print.
I lean without moving,

Against her tempered softness.
All is *pillow.
My dear Grandfather
You were always there for me
Calm and assuring
So it was a pleasant shock
To see you in my mirror
Tanka
Under kid's armpit -
mercury thermometer.
Awwh ... it tickles!
Imagined by
Impeccable Space
Poetic beauty
 Mar 2015
Traveler
With a blank look in her eyes
She exist in our relationship
She moves without mind
As I bail out her sinking ship

A break from her stare
To ***** about cash
We have more than we need
Not counting her stash

Without a word
Without a plan
She dumps her cares
Where ever they land

With both our burdens
Upon my back
She's off to play
And that is that

So now you ask
What will I do
Afraid of change
I'll stay a fool...
 Mar 2015
Ant
Please do not judge me for my ink
before you comment stop and think
The warmth of the person lies inside
my inks my expression and I wear it with pride
My tattoos are my art my stories they do tell
No corruption carved they just coat my outer shell
 Mar 2015
memineI
lines of reach are radio waved
touch is by text with calloused
index fingers.
Microwaves surround and direct us to go  where
we are going blue teeth phones we twitter
looking at thinner screens.
I quit. Need a twelve pack
and a dove sitting on wire
and free TV and a non- nuked
non- steroid and antibiotic genetic non- altered corn of cob
and leg of fried chicken and two good women.
 Mar 2015
Sjr1000
Shame guilt embarrassment
for every breath taken
every moment recollected
every meal prepared
every look looked

All face

Every dance floor danced
every talk
every walk
every poem written
every relationship passed

The Faux Pas A Moment Club
has my email address
keeps texting me
emailing
for donations
I
Give Give Give

The future is not much better
when the pity *** is filled
overflowing
everywhere seen ahead
is filled with
dread.
 Mar 2015
Delusional Minds
Try to help everyone,
But I'm the one who's losing..
Almost ashamed to be a human...
 Mar 2015
Jack R Fehlmann
to wonder where you are
contemplating, holding on,
if you only knew
reliving what's transpired
all there is left is silence
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