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Sep 2017
Kiss me with your eyes
Adorn me in river stones
Roll me in the weeds
to catch their scent

Love my limp body
on the shores of
the San Gabriel river
south of center

Lance this blister
Call your sister
Chat chat chat
we're good enough for that

Topsy turvy teapot madness
plain grit gladness
split pea sadness
where did the time go

She washes sheets and lays them out on the tile roof
of her 1 room nothing in downtown anywhere
southeast Asia

And dreams of lovers and full meals
Cars and their steering wheels
Being something more than possessed
Independent, blessed
where did the time go
Patrick Kennon
Written by
Patrick Kennon  33/M/x
(33/M/x)   
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