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Nov 2019
Like a goldfish in its bowl
My memory, my pictures,
My existence, my soul

I’m a survivor,
I make due with what I have
Sizing up my competition
Using only math

Head to toe
In rain or snow
I’ll take you everywhere I go

Dearly beloved
I pushed and shoved
To get to you
My beloved

I bring candy
Flowers and more
Knocking at a steady pace
Upon your bedroom door

To my surprise
I know you lied
With heaven as my witness

To be quite frank
My heart, it sank
Into my stomach
When you pulled rank

To you I give a grand salute
I’ll get to you
I’m now in route

Clear and focused
Mind at ease
Hair in breeze
A sweet release

Took the bait
Must I repeat
Making love between the sheets

Caught in bed
Across the street
In a million years
Never thought you’d cheat

But I was wrong
As the radio plays our song
Crushed in defeat
Under the sun

My emotions
They weigh a ton
Pedal to the metal
Having fun
It’s just another hit-and-run
Jason Paul Klenetsky
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Jason Paul Klenetsky  50/M/Florida
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