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Breanna evans Jan 2019
raindrops crash across the tin roof

while her mouth issues sweet, soothing music

and the cars pass slowly
...to my ears, at least
  Jan 2019 Breanna evans
Dennis Willis
Do you inflate
your pain?

For attention
or art?

Lips to the
plastic ******

blow
hard




Copyright@2019 Dennis Willis
Breanna evans Jan 2019
come for the poetry,
stay for the likes
I keep hitting refresh,
because something's not right

I see quotes and platitudes
on the front page
with a shitload of likes
and it fills me with rage

I can count all the likes
my work gets on one hand
and it took me an hour,
I don't understand

while some wipe their *****
some streaks on a page
and that **** starts to trend
becomes all of the rage

come for the poetry,
stay for the likes
I'm seriously thinking
of going on strike
when you find yourself on the side with the majority, then it's time to pause and reflect...

something to think about
Breanna evans Jan 2019
there's times when everything I want in life
is right there, next to you

the gentle rise and fall of your breath,
the sturdy rhythm of your heartbeat

is heaven to me

you chose me as your Champion,
and it is an honor,
to honor you
what else can I say?
Breanna evans Jan 2019
wrapped in a blanket
with all that I care about
and nothing to do
My wife, my dog, my bed. What else could a tired man ask for?
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