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In the brisk night air of the city,
The crowd in the bar and the music
Spill out into the street like stale beer.

Sharing drinks and discussions
With Swedes and rock n' rollers,
Surprisingly found delightful.

No lack of slumber will slow us,
The nighthawks flying close over
The gulls swimming in the grimy river,

And on a second stolen glance,
Sometimes the world is so small,
So pleasurable, so far and so good.

-Jamie F. Nugent
life's a stripper
on a ***** dance pole,
she goes up and down -
 May 2016 David Murphy
Jay Dee
She
 May 2016 David Murphy
Jay Dee
She
She blows through the wind
Ever so free
She's not bothered by not having
Company
She could light up the universe only with her smile
But only if she wanted to...
She's not sure if she has her key but
She doesn't mind to be locked out for awhile
She drives with her sunroof open
Because she finds comfort in the suns  warmth on her
skin.
It sets her shivering inside at ease.
She's unthoughtfully honest and dearly protects her kin.
Her heart feels cold.
She owns the fact that its no longer there...just an empty black
Hole.
Finishing her cigarette as she ponders on whats next.
She has misplaced her emotions and forgot what love is
Perhaps you can show her.
She.
Is.
Me.
-Jennifer DeAngelo
Copyrighted 2016
#Thoughts #Danger #BlackHole
Kids count kisses in Liverpool,
Romancing their way through school,
Boys whispering to the liars by streetlight,
Softly dancing with the girls tonight.

Sixteen rooms fall into place,
All the boys, they grab at Grace,
Louise can't hold on to her hair;
She touches a cigarette,
Smokes a pair.

Necklaces taking gently,
I stop to taste the smiles,
Frowning skeleton resents me,
She should stop for a while.

Sitting slowly,
The velvet petticoat sings,
Running underground,
Wineglass without wings
Cheap windows feel the high heels,
Dancefloor crawling, we're made of steel.

Necklaces taking gently,
Stop to taste the smiles,
Frowning skeleton resents me,
She should caress me for a while.

-Jamie F. Nugent
 May 2016 David Murphy
E Townsend
You can't put all of your happiness
into one person. They are
temporary. They do not last
forever.

Things break.

The dependence is a thin line that stitches
your heart to the object,
struggling to not slack,
and one day,
like she broke you,
you will crash backward.
Loveless,
Love-letters,
That's what I'll send you,
That's what you'll send me.

Endless;
Dead end streets,
That's where I'll send you,
That's where you'll meet me.

Sleepless,
Insomniatic coffee-water drips until
It will dry up in the morning,
When the sun hits.

When the sun hits,
They will no place to hide away,
No lachrymose place to run to,
When the sun hits.

-Jamie F. Nugent
Come walk with me.
Make sure I know
Your way.
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