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 Jul 2013 Karma Infante
KM
Woke up in a motel
Don't know where I was
How on earth I got here
What it is I'd done

Made it to the lobby
Breakfast being served
The look they gave me had no need
For the spoken word

Eggs and bacon filled my plate
And orange juice on the side
Stares and whispers overheard
"Sorry, did you say bride?!"

That's when she sat down next to me
My new blushing bride
I hollered to the waitress
Could I also get a side of cyanide

Was I just hung over
My mind was so clouded
What was I thinking
She moved closer and crowded

"My darling lovey
You seem confused"
Her soft sweet lips
I had to refuse

With teeth of green and looks that screamed
Of farm animals on the loose
Forget the fairy tale wedding
I think I married Mother Goose

Not quite and old hag
But no beauty was near
Or maybe that's the liquor speaking
I just need to get out of here

She huffed and puffed
When I would not embrace
But oh my heavens
I couldn't bear her face

She spoke about our future
And the children we would spawn
All i could think, if we had triplets
We could name them Wrong and Wrong and Wrong

I couldn't handle the thought
I had to get far far away
But "what happened last night.."
Was all I could say

So we went to the little white chapel
And found Elvis...of all places
He sent us to Marylin Monroe
Who handles all of his divorce cases

My darling bride was rather upset
But I couldn't handle being her groom
So I did what any man would
And rid myself of my gap toothed bride and her broom

Next time I wake up in a notel motel
And don't know who or where I am
I'll pack my bags right away
And call the quickest cab
Another wonderful collab I did with @Mike Hauser, he's truly a joy to work with
 Jul 2013 Karma Infante
Max Dietz
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I'm an awesome writer
and **** it to you

Laughing at you
I can break all the rules
And do what I want
don't you wish you could, fools?

Repetitive rhyme schemes
are my type of jam
A bad ABCB
All the way, man

Now don't you wish you could touch this
Or tear it apart
Well **** it up now
Because it is art!
I would like this to be the first poem on my page. I like to start with a bit of satire.
 Jul 2013 Karma Infante
Bryce K
We laugh together
but we don't know each other
So why laugh at all
You
Someday,
                                                                ­   I hope  you  feel  the  way  I  felt  
                            ­                                   about  you,  I  hope  you  love  the  way
                                                              I ­ loved  you,  I  hope    you  fall  the  way  
I fell  for  you,  I  hope  
  you  ache  the  way  I  ache  for  y­ou,  I  hope  you  cry  
                                        ­             the  way  I  cried  for  you,  
Someday, I  hope  you
                                                               remember  the  way  I  remember  
                               ­                                                         you.
What goes around comes around.
 Jul 2013 Karma Infante
Marian
Way up high
In the evening sky
I see your little light
Shining in the celestial sky
You are always beautiful
Whether at evening or Night
You always light up the sky
With a tiny glow
At evening when the sun
Begins to set in the west
You show your tiny spark
Lighting up the dusk
When the sky turns black
You really begin to shine
Oh evening star
How beautiful you are!

*~Marian~
 Jul 2013 Karma Infante
Natasha
Let me feel your skin on my skin

Hot

Wanting

More

Baby

I'm begging you
i will wade out
                        till my thighs are steeped in burning flowers
I will take the sun in my mouth
and leap into the ripe air
                                       Alive
                                                 with closed eyes
to dash against darkness
                                       in the sleeping curves of my body
Shall enter fingers of smooth mastery
with chasteness of sea-girls
                                            Will i complete the mystery
                                            of my flesh
I will rise
               After a thousand years
lipping
flowers
             And set my teeth in the silver of the moon
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