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mike dm
Poems
Sep 2014
Shorthand
he thinks
about thinking
sinks
into a greenish-black sunken grin
because he knows
what's what
this
once-upon-a-time hand
is now a fist *******
object of mine
I am an
I'm
you?
a
you're
we've very little time
to mind anymore
omit omit
the democratic gods
scaffolded
at those five fingertips
progress progress
we are
all of us
so short with each other
taut wrecking ***** so singular
do not shut me out
I want in
show me everything
remember when you said that?
we were at the park
holding hands
watching the spent sun gild it all
I smiled in your face
but inside was a calloused thing
white knuckle
grip tightens
Written by
mike dm
NY
(NY)
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