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75 and moving to last page
time to clear an empty nest
just accept the final stage
then  throw away the rest.

Dumpster in the driveway
collects my broken dreams
books bought never read
nothing as it ever seems.

Guitars and keyboards tossed
lyrics forgotten as stutters
all my words are dead lost
poems die in wet gutters.
Etching my name immortal
the words when left my pen
Take on a new perspective
beyond both me and them

Etching all time eternal
the future is renamed
Calling forth beyond true north
— my destiny reclaimed

(Dreamsleep: December, 2024)
  Dec 2024 William J Donovan
Emma
fat red berries cling,
snow breathes white upon their glow,
winter's quiet fire.
I will feel your lips
send me on my way
beyond life's blips
and the day to day.
The devil checks hell's manifest
every day looking for my name.
The mortal sins never confessed,
unrepentant sins of my shame.

God keeps me unto Himself.
He knows my romantic heart,
My ideals are always top shelf.
Put the horse before the cart.
Innocent kids defiled
by adored self styled
monsters of the young
always forked tongue.
I'm searching for hope, help.
I drink Your Chardonnay blood
I eat Your Triscut ******* flesh
flush my sins in my holy flood
Still say small prayers. God bless.
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