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 Jan 2014 M M M
ASB
fragmented
 Jan 2014 M M M
ASB
all I remember are a few
too many shots of whisky;
mints and cigarettes;
your lips -- and mine,
and my burgundy lipstick.
I remember your hands
under my skirt;
my perfume;
my hands running through
your hair.
mostly I remember
the next morning --
the headache
the scrambled eggs
and my sheets in the dryer,
tumbling
like my head.
 Jan 2014 M M M
Jonny Angel
I thought about you this morning &
wondered about so many things.
Did you sleep well or spin in between your sheets,
dream of anything special, mind draw a blank,
drink strong coffee, spiced-tea or have neither?
Perhaps you’re a juicer, do you fancy
carrots or strawberries or both?

Enjoy two Eggs Benedict or three scrambled,
have whole wheat toast or rye, some nutritious
granola crunch with a bit of soy milk?
Did you partake in a quick steamy-shower or
draw a soothing hot bath with lit candles & soft-jazz?
I’m wondering if you wore your hair
up in a bun or let it fall down,
all round your pretty angel face?
Did you apply make-up or
go Au Naturel, frown
putting on lipstick & smile
getting dialed in
for the start of a brand new day?
Did you dress to the nines or go business-like,
perhaps a trip to the gym for a spot of yoga?

Did you drive your earthy VW-bug or rev up the sporty Saab,
take the trolley, ride the moped, or hop on a bike?
Where you late to your work or
did you get there early enough
so you’d have plenty of time
to think about me?
I think about that too.
 Dec 2013 M M M
blankpoems
never fall in love with the girl who writes poems about you
she’ll end up caring for you more than she cares about poetry
and that will mean destruction for both of you
she will compare you to the stars and the breath out of her own lungs
and she will count the minutes until she can be with you next
this is entirely troublesome, especially if you don’t feel the same way
although if you don’t, a heartache will be cause for more inspiration
I suppose love is a win win situation for writers-
fall in love, you have inspiration
fall out of it, you have inspiration

never fall in love with the girl who writes poems about you
she will get to attached
she will love you too much
she will fall in love with the curve of your spine
and the form of your smile
and the structure of your bones
and the placement of your words on her mouth
and the way your hair falls floppily out of place
and the way you don’t love her at all

never fall in love with a writer
never fall in love with the girl who writes poems about you
never fall in love with me
 Dec 2013 M M M
Emily
Put Together
 Dec 2013 M M M
Emily
It's my birthday today
I turn 22
I don't feel like I'm very
Put together
I was born in '91
On a Friday, on the 13th
I guess I'm not that lucky
And I might never be
In my short 22 years
I've seen death
I've seen drugs
I've seen poverty & struggle
I've seen depression
In my short 22 years
I've seen prosperity
I've seen happiness
I've seen love
I've seen success
Life is all about the journey
The ride you take
It's all about the ups and the downs
And all the obstacles
My 22 year old self
Will live to be
Smarter, stronger
Better, kinder
I'm determined to not let
This year go to waste
Maybe this time next year
I will feel more
Put together
© Peyton 2013
 Dec 2013 M M M
Ogden Nash
I would live all my life in nonchalance and insouciance
Were it not for making a living, which is rather a nouciance.
 Dec 2013 M M M
Ogden Nash
I find it very difficult to enthuse
Over the current news.
Just when you think that at least the outlook is so black that it can grow no blacker, it worsens,
And that is why I do not like the news, because there has never been an era when so many things were going so right for so many of the wrong persons.
 Dec 2013 M M M
Ogden Nash
Celery
 Dec 2013 M M M
Ogden Nash
Celery, raw
Develops the jaw,
But celery, stewed,
Is more quietly chewed.
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