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Sep 19
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the dreaded white!
cold as gold
bold as betrayal
miserable ..!

expectant and silent
nowwhat..?
some miserable diatribe
on unrequited love?

how much better is
pea-*******..
the cat poe
who knows..?

ii

the life of the poet
(take off the t)
if a women lies naked
at your feet..

if the rain and wind
break your heart
if a song is only part-
a wart..

the witch and her
proboscis-the mosh pit,
o try to forget!
the way she´d hold her

pint..glance back at the dew
on the spider´s web
o the way.. the way..
the way young lover´s do..

iii

if i played a tune
perhaps i might sleep
but i am musical as
an incontinent sheep-

the way she sung in
the bath..identity, is the crisis
can´t you see-
little things like sledgehammers..

iv

she turns a page-
wolfe like a memory
or dream
paris and monmarte

generosity..
fun all the rage..
hey,what are we
that´s what i want to know..
Written by
Michael John  62/M/SPAIN
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