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Maxwell Mirabile
Poems
Dec 2014
to the nines.
I saw you,
i saw you dear
hazel eyes they were
in their beauty i stood
but i looked away
and they left me there
standing in the ocean air
gusts of thoughts
and waves of knowing.,
chasing me back and forth
soaking the soles of my shoes
and holding my shirt
up to the moon
offering all i had
pockets empty, take what back?
nothing to give an ageless comfort
living among the stars
there's little here
no stories to heed
no sage advice hidden
in this stripped down
voice, noise, sound,
nothing worthy of want
or success to envy
there's only a desire
to find something
hand it over, into the gifted
unknown,
fingers unbending and needing
a small possession
of emotion,
appreciation,
presence
to fill the absence
cratered on its own
kept alone in a memory
guarded by time
and the constant belief
normal is as normal does
straight lines and ordinary minds
run wild with the times
dressed to the nines
to feed the eyes
clean, manufactured lies
look away and you forget
how to be a white lie.
Written by
Maxwell Mirabile
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