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 Oct 2013 Jay
Allen Wilbert
Two Girls

Sick and tired of your crap,
I stay up, while you nap.
I work all day, while you stay home,
You went to Paris, I went to Rome.
We don't have one thing in common,
can't you tell, Houston we have a problem.
We both know this won't last,
soon we'll be each others past.
have you found someone else,
maybe it's time to take off our belts.
Five years right down the drain,
I toasted our break-up with champagne.
No more of our week long fights,
no more of your dog that bites.
No more eating your bad cooking,
actually, I never thought you were that good looking.
Thinking back I miss your smile,
wishing I had a picture of you on file.
Its been a year and now I'm depressed,
meanwhile your rich boyfriend keeps you fancy dressed.
Never thought I'd miss you this much,
you always did have a magic touch.
Then finally, I found someone new,
she reminds me so much of you.
Then one night your new man died,
you came over and on my shoulder you cried.
You called me each and every day,
bouncing two girls seems so cliche.
Not sure which girl, I should keep,
went outside to find them kissing in my Jeep.
They saw me and started to laugh,
my whole world was just cut in half.
I guess I'm destined to be alone,
now only my hand makes me moan.
 Oct 2013 Jay
brooke
Smelting.
 Oct 2013 Jay
brooke
knowing myself
is harder than
knowing
anyone
else
(c) Brooke Otto
 Oct 2013 Jay
Amy Perry
I'm sitting in the doctor's office, bored.
In comes the doctor with a stern face and clipboard.
I sense his graveness and I gulp.
I hope it's nothing, I really hope.
"I'm sorry I should be the one to deliver,
But your diagnosis is - horrible hair forever.
You will be forever adorned with a cowlick.
The sight of the grease will make you sick.
The tangles cannot be undone.
It cannot be cured with a bun.
Even with no humidity, it will be dry.
There is no hair products that you can buy.
Now off you go, I've got you a prescription
For a shower cap, a necessary addition.
Keep your convertible top on.
I give you three years 'til your hair is gone.
I wouldn't wish this on anyone ever -
This horrible hair forever."
"Off you go" "I wouldn't wish this on anyone" - horrible doctor.
 Oct 2013 Jay
Àŧùl
You don't need enemies when your friends conspire against you.
My HP Poem #443
©Atul Kaushal
 Oct 2013 Jay
Lizzy
True Colors
 Oct 2013 Jay
Lizzy
The smell of burnt goodbyes
and strawberries
surrounded her

Battle scars displayed
down her arms
up her legs
across her hips

The smile on her face
didn't match
the blue in her eyes
and the red on her skin

She had lost the war
Her mind turned purple
and it all went black
 Oct 2013 Jay
Monique Olivier
Lime.
 Oct 2013 Jay
Monique Olivier
Sold my soul to none
Told my tale to some
Held my secrets to tame
The flame that was madly
Insane.

Felt the horror and pain
Melt to whatever brought heart
Smelt the desire of depart
With every tick of the clock in your
Time.

Read the letter of lime
Lead me to the end of the line
Said you'd be mine
For no longer than I've been
Yours.
 Oct 2013 Jay
brooke
Guilty by Gucci
 Oct 2013 Jay
brooke
each perfume
reminds me of
a time passed.
truly, i just want
to live in the present.
(c) Brooke Otto

I'm tired of living in old scents and photographs.
 Oct 2013 Jay
Chuck
Death Winks
 Oct 2013 Jay
Chuck
Death winks
And I smile
We have an inside joke
Just between us
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