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describe how you think the sky looks lately
how the leaves seem to fall in a certain pattern
what the silence says to you compared to what it says to me

sometimes the rain leaves love notes on my window
meet me by the river
the one you see in your dreams


i dream of the river kissing my eyelids
the cool water a warm blanket
tucking me in to sleep

i never sleep long enough
something tears me awake every time
the love note blown away

i find i’d been holding my breath
a gasp of air through aching lungs
almost as if i had been drowning
We met and met again,
I gained in pain.
You looked into my eyes,
And I fell from the edges.
‘Do you love me?’
You said none, I heard it all.
I wrote your name on the wall.
You were the mirage,
And I was in your love cage.
You never came; I waited.
My heart laid devastated.
Like a sudden thunder,
You came back from slumber.
You asked the question,
I made the confession.
‘Do you love me?’
I said, ‘Yes’.
 Oct 2015 Jessica Lange
Sourodeep
I don't know what got me into
this shady old bar
though first I wanted not to
but door was invitingly ajar.

I went through a cloud of smoke
to an old chair I found my way
my thirst for *** n coke
that's all, nothing more to say.

My love, I will hold you tight
we will sway left and right
but I will be with you whole night
we will dance in heaven tonight

Now I grab the humble fry
while you empty yourself into me
far behind the past died with a cry
and I invoke fresh thoughts for us to see.
everytime, at a good place, with good people.
Scary Clowns*

There is one thing you should know
I swear it is the truth
Watch for clowns this time of year
As they smile and lie to you

One day you'll see these words I say
They cannot be denied
For Halloween is on us now
The scariest of all nights

Ghost will float through the air
Let you think the night is fun
The walking dead will rule the streets
Some may have real guns

A witch may put a spell on you
Many Gobblins will be found
Thinking you have seen it all
You relax and let guard down

Then a final knock on your door
With no one else around
A politician standing there
The scariest of all clowns*

Poem by : Carl Joseph Roberts
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I take your mind to bed
Any opinion
You ever had,
Stark naked.

I start fondling
Your musings;
I envision
Your thoughts on my skin.

Your ideas enter me;
I feel myself
Tingling
From all the talking.

All my dreams flow
You, too, are close --
Baby, let me swallow
Any last word.
 Oct 2015 Jessica Lange
JWolfeB
Feels like you.

Or a whiskey bottle.

Two things.

I get drunk on too often.
 Oct 2015 Jessica Lange
Z
2:53 PM.
 Oct 2015 Jessica Lange
Z
I miss the old us. You know, the us that wasn't falling apart.
why the hell do you do this to me...?
It isn't fair
what becomes of us people
when someone leaves.
Where should I find peace?
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