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*Her eyes faking yes, yet—
Her hands so far away, surmise,
That was the day I truly died—
Knowing a cipher compromised.
 Mar 2015 Sam Clemens
Sombro
Thunder
 Mar 2015 Sam Clemens
Sombro
Thunder, bellow of the night,
Tell me what the shadows might
Be for you, oh tell me, who?
Honest, breaking thunder.
 Mar 2015 Sam Clemens
Sombro
I leapt from the breach
And found cold the fire
Alive in the creep
Of haunted desire

And there I would see
The pillars of hope
From those who could not try
To relish or cope

Imagine my horror
When, looking on their faces
I saw not their moments,
But dark, empty spaces

Their mouths curled down
In the strangest of sneers
And shivers and aches
And horrors and fears

They told me their name
They showed me their ways
But I won't live longer
Than their empty days

And their mouths turned up
Weak muscles unused
To frowns turning over
And mind laugh bemused

I came home, but I
Found my mirror's deceit
Shown plain to my eyes
The new me to meet.

It's not that I'm new
But maybe you'll see
What I saw out there
Is shown now in me.
 Dec 2014 Sam Clemens
coyote
wine for
breakfast:
the taste
is both
grape jelly
in a
childhood
summer
sweet;
and rock
bottom
bitter,
on my new
morning
tongue.
 Dec 2014 Sam Clemens
laura
to know
 Dec 2014 Sam Clemens
laura
tell me how my eyes
told you things words never could
how you could dance
to the sound of my laughter
how my hands were
the anchor of your sanity
how when i slept
the world was a little less bright
how my smile stopped time
then tell me how forever
ended so quickly
Love hope hurt heartbreak life
 Nov 2014 Sam Clemens
r
Abyss
 Nov 2014 Sam Clemens
r
Your eyes-
coal black fire
mirrors of my desire

Your mouth-
warm bath of oaths
bespoken for

Your *******-
rouged red-bullet tipped
honeysuckled bliss

Those hips-my reins
move you the way
I need you most

and your kiss-
like a hiss from a dip
of a branding iron

burn me with your lips
and make me yours-
ride me into the abyss

-of sighs.

r ~ 9/25/14
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 Nov 2014 Sam Clemens
r
new day
 Nov 2014 Sam Clemens
r
Sunup
expectations low-
another day aimed my way

- till the sky became
a color never named
and changed my world - again,

a new day.

r ~ 10/12/14
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