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Graff1980
Poems
Sep 2018
Untitled -1.
Face flushed
I taste dust,
cause sheβs livid
with a vivid
imagination.
I move up
one bar
then back down
to the clown car.
Light signal changes
to the wrong color
giving me
a signal to see
that is a
confusing
communique.
I am enraptured
by the next chapter
she used to capture
my heart.
The past is the spark
where she parked
her poetic heart,
as I asked to see
whatever she
would grant me
freely,
in her poetry.
I long for
a great dialogue,
but she
doesnβt
long for me.
So, I am left to see
the slow decline
of my sanity.
Written by
Graff1980
43/M/Springfield Illinois
(43/M/Springfield Illinois)
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