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  Nov 2020 Splashes of Surreal
Cné
~
slip your fingers
where longing rages
deep between
my undiscovered
pages

-
Just because I say Hello
Means I'm comfortable saying
Goodbye
Too many haikus to count.
  Nov 2020 Splashes of Surreal
Bee
hell is a place where
you constantly love those that
do not love you back.
She was the fire
I was the yellow fog lining the skies

Crusting on the window of those ruby eyes
But, my heart never saw the light

Instead, I smoked away her lip-stained cigarettes
Making small banter about our ***

We could pillow talk through the night
Instead, we went ahead and brought up a child

She lit a fire in my soul
We made love, as I poked the coal
Get
Him
Outt
Scared
To bad
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