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Classical … typical

At the door she stood Half naked the light went through Her see through open robe Half open to be accurate Occurred to me as I was Half listening to her stream Of words, a self held Conversation. How typical … Continue reading

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Letters

There are letters in the post There are letters unopened There are letters unread Then there are your letters, a coast For my wrecked ships, a rescue From my wicked heart, a memory Of your beautiful face and soft touch … Continue reading

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A morning call

A ring, two rings, noise Is it the radio? A call A beautiful face occupies the distance. May 27, 2018

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Perfect week

Perfect week That’s the week I met you Perfect week That’s the week You smiled at me Perfect week That’s the week We kissed First time of many Perfect week That’s the week You told me You loved me Perfect … Continue reading

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Sitting

Sitting in his car Waiting Writing his memoir Waiting She is negotiating a deal She is working her magic She is no slave But enslaved by circumstance. Prostituting your Body or Prostituting your Soul fool She would always say When … Continue reading

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Lampshade

She asked for a lampshade For the tenth time He ignored her for the eleventh time There was that other time She didn’t ask but he knew. She stopped asking He stopped noticing There is that divide between them now … Continue reading

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Drops and nuggets

A chicken piece as a small as a morning drop Drops in muddy flour and rolls He applies another hammer to the stubborn Rock that is wedged in the side Of the short mountain The chicken drop drops in the … Continue reading

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