I'm glad I only have one life to live
now that I look back at it.
Nope,
never again.
Category: Poetry
The poetic expression of my artistic and aesthetic pillars along with some choice mixed-media.
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Needle in a Haystack
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End of the Lane
doubt a look both ways, cross. Modified to jaywalk diagonally your tree-lined lane.
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five whole minutes
My esophagus burns. It was five whole minutes a go I was talking to you then five whole years as soon as we’re off the phone. The most confused color yellow, desperately hoping to find its place on your dress… Stay tuned.
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As Always, A Privilege
They held modesty in the threads of their shirts - pretense in laces of humble shoes. While gems dripped from their mouths, each word, each pea and carrot, you couldn’t buy; but would cost you your life.
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<3
I’ll bite my whiskers to that toothless and ragged find a bargain and go halvsy cause valu is fifty-fifty your favorite rock’s a bison you’d like to meet Mary your favorite tunes are sappy but why waste the happy without you a shell of a man found a tough nut to crack a cup and a half empty do that thing like you know you’ve known me
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I lied
When I said I was young and naïve the last time my heart was broken. Every time was the truth.
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Right Now Ago
If it doesn’t rip me to shreds, I don’t want it. Give it to me cold and something cruel. Jaw dropping love all tired and sore. Where do I find the will to live? What fun is that?
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No Love Lost
It freed us - what sweet moments we indulged after agreeing precious few remained.
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