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Perfectly sweet
Enamoring treat
Affectionately
Conconcoted to please
Have a slice with tea-

Complimentary
Oh, my heart, she fleets
But thinking of thee
Brings shakes to my knees
Like none other seen
Eat up, and in glee
Return for serve three
Heard we were doing dessert themed acrostics, and I have a fondness for the cobbled peach lol
This dull
Malaise
Is droning
And ill

How many more
Minutes
Will you fill?


Paper
Is shredding
Thousands
Of cuts

How can you tell
When you've
Had enough?


Plenty
Many
Down
To one

Weighing


Debating



"Are my lessons done?"




~~~




A whisper
From the deepest
Ethers
In the hallows
Of your heart

Scoffs


"Are your lessons done?"
Inspired, in part, by Leonard Cohen's "Teachers"
One million grains of Sand
Hitched a ride home from the beach

Hidden in the folds of my clothes
And from my locks, down to my feet



These one million grains of You
Just aren't enough memories

I heard your laugh in a dream last night
And was carried back out to sea
I met a woman
Who taught me
How to find someone
I used to be
Crestfallen
Yet somehow openhearted
In love with both the living world
And those sorely dear departed
Neighbors are arguing

I am uncomfortably

Smoking a cigarette

Trying not to listen to them

Trying instead to focus on this podcast

About militarized police

And how democracies end
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