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 Mar 2015 Scot Powers
Arcassin B
By Arcassin Burnham

Sedated with the only piece of mind I have,
The success is what I gotta grab,
I don't worry about my appearance when it's said and done,
So when they call me ugly, I just chuckle in fun,
Five months sober , ain't have a once of alcohol,
Drink away the pain for the death of adveral,
As a result,
A lot people use to think all I use to write about was love,
But its just so much deeper than what I found,
I'm just mostly on that topic just to find a keeper,
That I obviously still haven't found,
But I'm still sober.
29.
~ω~⊙~ω~

precious life begins
entering womanhood now
in my arms you sigh


~ω~ω~⊙~ω~ω~

Copyright © 2015 Christi Michaels.
All Rights Reserved.
precious
 Mar 2015 Scot Powers
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wild turkey
 Mar 2015 Scot Powers
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i've had wild turkey-
kinda gamey
but it'll do in a rush

i've had jim beam, too
along with a little kush

but- jack daniels kicked my ***
and knocked me on my ****


this thanksgiving
i'm going with plain old turkey
cuz i'm smarter and braver

if god will only grant me the serenity.

11/27/14
:)  Happy Thanksgiving,  y'all.
 Mar 2015 Scot Powers
False Poets
like yours
if you'll reciprocate

follow you
if you'll follow me

repost mine
repost yours

pump up those
double discount
quantitative adulations

making everything here,
cheapened and discounted

“Oh, what a tangled web we weave...
when first we practice to deceive.”

standalone
on your merits own
the only way to stand
upright
Got 0 followers, but one tongue, and that's perfectly ok...

cause I got
two eyes
two nostrils
two hands
two ears
two ventricles

they all
follow me

all riders
on the one tongue
that speaks my piece

that finds poetry
on ***** streets
in closed places
and in the
if's of our lives
that makes writing
in one common tongue
so **** desirable
I know the pain you feel is deep,
your want from life is simple peace.
And though I cannot guarantee,
please listen closely, as I speak.

Presently you stroll alone,
searching for a hand to hold.
You feel your sorrow in your bones,
in harshest sun, you still feel cold.

Pre - dawn, however, is darkest night
that must be followed by morning light.
I pray you won't give up the fight,
the universe will set things right.

I know at times, it seems unclear
that happiness is always near.
But wholly I believe my dear,
someday soon, you'll find some cheer.
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