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dreams, they sit
peaking through open lids-eyes watching
sealed in a long pouch
an empty dream rests
black ink shines upon
its contents
unread and unearthed
silence compounds the
air between, kisses
never tasted, from
mouths never wasted
they walk past daily
fingers touching, eyes
purposefully avoiding
**** tear, it's there
she waits, collects dust
and creates for
an empty pouch
that keeps a dream
buttercup,
he said

i'm back
and hungry,
drank too much ***
and want to talk art

laugh, of course, i do
i miss you
i want you to come here
i want us to laugh

please, let's write together
our dreams, they won't wait

i will, in time
summer is near
we'll eat fish and swim
the universe feeding us

but now, please
it's growing
i'm weak

call me a goy, i'll laugh
while that heart-shaped
crescent moon presses
my collarbone, tender
your beard rough

soon, we've waited centuries
already
time just circumstance

of course, but promise
no tricks
we'll not burn it
there won't be matches
corner booth
one please
those eyes
don't be so sad
i think

table for one
shouting
and i smile
booth visualized
my name in its weathered bench

how are you? she purrs
mostly good.
the bed's been cold
and i cry sometimes
there are nights i can't breathe
and the dawn hides
mornings i pray
wanting to remain
tightly bound
afternoons i wish
for tears-eyes dried up
weeks i wonder
karma
the enemy or savior?
months i wait
the night shy flexing its jeweled
tones
years now
i ask, was that it?
am i done?

but mostly good.
 Apr 2016 Paul M Chafer
Tom Blake
You run on ahead, Full of life
Fresh as the flowers we pass,
I'm coming, i'm following
Slowed down by the weight of life...
You make me smile
Make me run with you
And
Before you know it,
I' m out of breath.

I sit and rest, watch you at play
My mind wanders to yesterday
When I was young and played in
The Sun...
Where's My age of innocence gone?

Your running
Toward me
Calling ' Dad!'
My arms are
Wide open, to catch you...
You
Make me smile.
Son, it's fun with you!
And
Before you know it...
You
Will be a Man.
 Apr 2016 Paul M Chafer
Tom Blake
They are talking about the end
End of the world
Armageddon
Destruction
Upon
Destruction----book of Revelations...
Antichrist!
I
Am  not Jesus,  who I wish I were.
I
Am not satan .
Then,
Who am I?
Simple!
You
Will
Need to prove
Yourself
To me...
And
The World!
Children
Are the key
Look
They
Live
Free...
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