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Red lip
Bled for a tip
$6.00 grip
Retained and placed at the hip

Felt the caustic eye
Depicting a senseless lie
Seemed like a simple guy
Dressed elegant in a suit and tie
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Liquidized assets in a fortune 5 hundred
Cauterized wounds for the plundered

Sipping on blueberry wine
Breaking bread, dinning on banned swine
Luxuries overgrow the jewelry box
Scotch overvalued, yet on the rocks

Locked safe, cold-clocked combination
Lost in a dream, trapped enumeration

Unwilling to sip soda as a pauper
Social stigmatisms holding him proper
The man bears arms
Coy as to avoid alarms
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Muzzle lit
Puzzle refit
Hands up, dinners sit
$6.00’s retrieved after the handle hit

Red lips crashes to the floor
The well-earned man heads for the door
Attendants pause, awaiting more
Empty wallets, patrons left poor
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Ellis Reyes Feb 2020
The metal floor is slicky
Desert heat amplifies
The odor of ***** and blood
Mostly empty IV bags hang on their stands
Packaging from numerous medical supplies
Litter the ground

Quickly and carefully I clean and spray and sweep and scrub
I sort and pack and refit and reorganize
Preparing the chopper for the next call

Lives were saved
But
I don’t know what will become of them
Some will leave the Army
Some will come back here
Some will do the job the enemy couldn’t do
And take their own lives

I can’t think about that
This is hard enough
Another day in the life of my roommate, a combat medic.
Just ONE more Teardrop!!!

Scream to the heavens the injustice done...... Flake open a heart in need of a hero........ Recreate, amend, mend, discard, restart, refit, keep in check..... Darkness filters starlight embers, cast across expanses distantly close to reality formed in wishes and if only's, never intended to be........ Denial, wish, hope, claim, possible, take and fear settles in corners and places where angels whisper......... Only whisper........! And you look upon the face of that you dared and challenged and found...... Scarred into eternity lost....... And you touch, commanding memory etched into your heart.....and soul......and mind......and spirit........ And you turn back one last time, burning into memory that which you screamed into the heavens......... And JUST ONE MORE TEAR etches fiery traces of that which you tasted could be.........and might never be.......
Fay Slimm Oct 2016
She once stitched secreted half-felt dreams
From a fragmented jersey and embroidered
It neatly in sequinned love for safe-keeping
Forgetful of what occurs to un-meant ploys.

Patterns of welcome morphed into shadow
Grew mold around its binding two names.
The sewn seed-beads of foreverness badly
Encrusted until torn outworn vows became
Dim and a trusted vest shrunk, hemmed in
Sparkles rusted, it became shapeless, partly
With mishandled use and remained strewn
Over gullible parts of her passed-over heart.

Worn inside or out despite repair-refit trials
Her much abused love-vest ended unsightly.
They pulled me in for another refit
I wonder what they will give me this time
last time it was a shinny new gun turret
now is it, laser sight uplink lines

We drop into stasis
it's the only way to work on us
another drop ship is loaded
with class 1 black op killer chips

A week is less then a second
I wonder will I see Susan 3 again
she was with me at the last battle on Titan
and I am sure I saw her go down

The shatter ships seem to freeze
as they do all the things to me they need
in this condition I am given the letter Omega
so the more upgrades the better


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
The diamonds come free when the Sun shines on the...see what I did there?
Just messing about, but not on the river, the boat's in the shipyard, they have to refit  her.

It's not going anywhere and neither am I.

Now
where was I?
oh yes,
not going anywhere
staying indoors beside her.

A chess set,
the Queen and
the pawn,
the knight takes the bishop
controversy is born.

She's salty
and bolts me to
the floor and then
jolts me
with
checkmate.

Did you do
'spot the ball?'
did you ever wonder
if the ball's there at all?

Slightly off center
the Yankees invent a
new centre.

on a final note
the last piece of the jigsaw
is always under the mat
or
inside the cat,

take your pick
daisypunk Oct 2018
the burn was slow
hungrily lapping up the supports
and tearing down the memories
ingrained within

inside it’s embers
was a woman who lashed
at all attempts to save
so they left

and she stayed
ages passed and the burn remained
leaving all who came through
scorched

an eon passed
the flames dimmed and sputtered
nothing was left to burn
except her

so she stood
looking amongst her actions
stumbling out to rebuild again
and she wept

progress was made
all floors replaced, all doorways refit
everything as it was, but different
she was alone

without her rage
she was cold and empty
tired and harmless
and reached out again
sometimes we self destruct.
JParr66 Jan 2021
(GOODBYE TO 2020)
THEN TO JUBILEE
See the willow that blows in the wind.
It catches the gale from root to end,
But does not break for it learned to bend
And so did we in Twenty-Twenty.

Better are we who did survive it,
Battered but ready to be refit,
Not beaten, for we did not submit
And our faith - it never went empty.

This year gave us much to remember,
For the woes flowed until December,
But happiness, they could not hinder
As love and faith bring our Jubilee!

Next year, we will be blessed with gladness.
Behind us will be all this sadness –
Gone too, the wicked strife and madness,
For we have earned our promised bounty.

                                                               Jerry D. Parr 2020
MAKE IT A JUBILEE YEAR.
WE DESERVE IT!
John Bartholomew Oct 2023
From buying my first guitar
To watching strippers in the corner bar
So much can happen
In a street not that well known
A name change now The Broadway
Even this cannot change its sodden ways
Rileys now a place to lose weight
Some games I had when I'd lost my stake
The dive bars now a place to skin up
A Caribean twist with a Guinness to sup
Installing the refit to the Clipso hairdressers
To having a row with the fella who worked there
As to most it will always be the Harlequin cut through
But to us kids in the 90s it was a place of scandel and curfew

JJB
I need a soul mate
Not out of Desperate Reasons
Not for selfish wants and sick needs...
Darkness of lust and greed are merely dangerous acts and thoughts of Treason.
Watch this heavy heart
Pumping beautiful writings, signals of love and a Human Partner
Calling out for you.
The sight of the one who has chosen me
Running towards my empty life
to add sweetness to a life well rebuilt and refit
With items useful in promoting views of a beautiful soul
Once weighed down in the murky depths of the dark and corrupt
A talented soul and carpenter
Rebuilding his home after destroying it
Out of his mind misguided due to unwarranted emotions
Or anger fits spewing lava of hate and uncomfortable vibes
from the Volcano of a heart exploding as it was lost
and finally erupted.
So him as a new structure
Tall, majestic, and a marvel of the soul and it's architecture
Se the welcome mat welcoming you into his newly rebuilt existence
Worn out from making too many mistakes and harming so many hearts
He warded off and found a new property and better materials
In a well fit area
The reconstruction his light and soul
A marvel of a once misguided mind
waking up and curing his created diseases
of the Hurtful Kind

— The End —