tdf: Poems

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tdf May 2014

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you cannot start over
when you do not exist
whisper sweet nothings
like we'll never exist

Waiting Room

tdf May 2013

Waiting Room

last months magazines
a stack of uncertain time
that is collapsing
-tdf

what remained

tdf Mar 2014

what remained

'at least I'm awake'
as eyes haze over
'at least I'm aware'
but it all tastes like water
'at least I'm alive'
god, at least I'm alive

When Vodka Tastes Like Love

tdf Sep 2013

When ***** Tastes Like Love

Let's blow away all our cash
So the stars can look like home
And we can feel the water flow
Over goosebumps from each pash
And the cans that hit below
-tdf

Windows

tdf Dec 2013

Windows

Through double panes
The world will rush by
And create double pain
For the lone heart inside

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