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Nicholas Pugliese
Poems
Apr 2010
QPons
Pre
serve myyyyy
bones.
I've been delayed,
a breath betrayed
by getting paid
and it cuts me to my roots-
So send it all,
send it all
so send it all
send it all
back
Pro
tect meeeeee
why ?
What do I warrant
less than a torrent
of ambiguity?
**** it all,
just **** it all
**** it all, all only time
picture this
fixtureless and frozen
captive and hope is this
a smolderer
heat below the ice
confused by up and down as sideway is just as respectable
help with thisssssssssssss
this pile of lines scream make me a circle.
and my stack of circles reply with I'd rather be a cloud.
the clouds have coughed
and coated me with coats.
You can't adjust the wind but you can jump off the boat.
It's like wine
made in the gutter
fermented by the sun,
broke the diatribe's flutter.
I exchanged the anger for a bottle
for my cellar.
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Nicholas Pugliese
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