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 Footsteps over soft snowpackNearing wood pile, pause in my creation As these eyes trek to the moonlight spilling itselfOver th... [read more] |
 creeping self doubt but let’s not delve into pathetic self examination I, for one, am much too tired to deal wit... [read more] |
 A deathless shadowfollows us O god. Your painwas bigger than me.Each day bears awitness of my love for dyingtruth in your hands.A damper bri... [read more] |
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Abdicating yourthrone, O god, I am notworthy of human being.Has the man risenfrom the salamander's legsevered from body?At the mercy of acre... [read more] |
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Just inside your parents' front door (and well aware of their absence this afternoon), he pauses to appreciate certain similarities: same sl... [read more] |
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Kicking fruitlessly at his bumper Targeting 'I Voted' stickerTossed crumbled headline away Sense of handling the grotesque "No... [read more] |
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IF I DIE If I die, would you cry? Would the tears fall from your eye? Would you look at the sky and wonder why? Why did... [read more] |
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There's something so pleasant about walking through fresh snow. Your feet sink in plush white cloud. The subtle crushing sound also v... [read more] |
 I got to the point in my life from waiting for you... To thinking there'd never be a you... Not long after what had felt like my world began... [read more] |
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I tried to see the flickering flame of candles in your eyes but all I could see was my own reflection passionate... [read more] |
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Riding around in an old Buick burning a doobie of fine Thai bud thinking about Cheech & Chong and how cool it would be to... [read more] |
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After her mother died she watched her father begin to fade away. He was always a quiet man, reserved, polite…soft spoken. but now he hardly... [read more] |
 Wee little b ::::::::::::::::::::: How tiny I am In this world Very little I know I form opinions On mammoth things Some I write alou... [read more] |
 River walk It was the first day I’d ever meet you in person. I was so nervous but anxious to finally meet the man that ca... [read more] |
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Like a hot cinderon the black paper, makesa hole in heart.Your zodiac signwill burn under the moon.The other side cries.The fair queen hasa... [read more] |