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Jul 2014
A slab of wood
Entwined with copper and nickel.
That's all you are.
I feel your humanity at times.
It could just be the heat from my hands
Still fuming off your glossy surface
Like boiler room pipes.
Pipe down your pipe dreams sonny,
You're no Kurt Cobain.
For my guitar.
* A "pipe dream" is a common expression for a fantasy, not a metaphor for drugs.
david jm
Written by
david jm  long beach ca
(long beach ca)   
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