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The cocktail waitress in the corner

Tonight she skates at Roller City

In polka dots and ponytails

Her lips pursed and polished

For she disapproves of most everything that offers little reflection

No bringing your own music

No pinching the dancers

She moves to a secret sound

Regarding herself as an international spy

In the house of fun
  Jul 2023 Richard Shepherd
Maddy
There isn't a moment that I don't miss you, Daddy.
Gone too soon and gone too young.'
The world today, you wouldn't understand.
Your standards were far different.
You came from another time and place.
The cliches you uttered would make others shake their heads and wonder where my ideals come from.
As much as I love you and miss you, I don't think you could have walked in the world we live in now.'
So rest in peace.
Watch over your loved ones even those you never got the chance to meet.
You wouldn't accept or understand now.
You walked in yesterday.

C@rainbowchaser2023
  Jul 2023 Richard Shepherd
irinia
the light is so tenderly intense  after the storm,
it fills the dark shapes in between my thoughts &
I feel like playing the squiggle game with your name:
one day you might be Isidor who feels the skin of the air
some days you are Yuriy the great with skyscrapper dreams
what about Luis with soft hands tomorrow?
or Tiago, the tamer of the beast of thought?
I have to mention Maksim too, for maximum of delight in your sight
oh, Alfeu for the images of the unseen passing through you quietly in your sleep, like cosmic rays
Liberio I'll call you for the day of the freedom of speech,
once you've discovered the layers of nothingness
or Noah, the new born into a fresh laughter
feeling playful :)
one for America.

'jimmy crack corn
and I don't care..'
because
it's Friday,

yaaay
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