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So it's said I'm overbearing
I shoot to much from a skinny hip.
I know my thoughts are deep,
it hurts me,
I know I sometimes talk to quick......................
and sleep if it so beckons,
then all those things
I say are lost,
but you don't even listen
you prefer to seem at loss.
sitting here with her I could not be more amazed...
his eyes paint a picture of his love for me
The looks she's giving have me so dazed
I would gladly give my heart to him
She has me falling for her so madly
I could spend a lifetime hearing his heartbeat
If I asked her...would she marry me gladly...
I would give him my beating heart for eternity...

Together we can do anything we set our, mind, heart and soul on....
Our wondering minds going crazy....Future looks bright...GOTTA WEAR SHADES!
hearing Shakespeare,
my-own-voice
crack'd, stilted,
stuttered-shut by the
mocking silence of still
waters on the brain

poverty exposed,
raggedy verbiage for a
raggedy man's
frayed fringed garments

ashamed of
every word I ever wrote,
not even ten survivors,
not enough to pray collectively
for muse~forgivement

****,
hush me not,
no chairs turned,
the public has not texted,
new tattoo:
write on for audience of one

a necessity, a life sentence

a single topic, a subject,
a life, mine,
still unmastered,
decades of trying

poverty exposed, unmasked
for what it is worth,
or what it is not
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