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My love poem
The best this stone-hearted being could create.
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- 559 reads
Unfinished
Unfinished songs left in unfinished drawers At some unfinished time Left unfinished by an unfinished man Taken away for some unfinished crime...
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- 458 reads
The Day All The Men Bought Roses
Do you remember that&;#063;
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- 778 reads
Anyone for tennis
a humerous story with a twist in the TAIL
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- 457 reads
Blame
Is the taste Of so many soured promises. Moving under a tongue like the one by one Bumps of a spine. Neck - you claimed you never knew Between the...
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- 1089 reads
Underskin
You are seated in my bed In a ride of careless linen. You are smoking and you don't know I Am unskinned. The pillows pretend to be friends Lying...
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- 939 reads
B is for Being There
Whatever it means to you
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H - Guitars, Girls and Deja Vu
A musician's dilemma.
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- 550 reads
Toothpick uses
10 uses for toothpicks
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- 1299 reads
F Contradictions
contradictions are everywhere - everyone wants everything...
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- 532 reads
Boundary
She is slick with oil and lemon juice Her own tanning cocktail And her sundress straps are down She doesn't want lines. From a distance she is a...
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- 949 reads
Over
A shoulder ride across the grass The pitch and toss of this broadness A neck hot from Summer sun Rough hair under my hands. They are dressed in...
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- 736 reads
I It seems like a nice place to die
an old man's dream
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Whites
They hang like skinned angels The shirts and the trousers She pegs them out every Thursday Takes them in while they are still damp For ironing Love...
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- 861 reads
G Green and Gold Schooldays
my memories of school
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- 652 reads