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Where do I Go from here?
Black clouds hover, pellets of rain slamming down. When will this be over, when will I wear my crown?
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Disenguous Jesters
In the distance, like disingenuous church bells they ring loud, strong and untrue. The hands on the cities clock, they turn with a pulsating beat, strangling the life from time and expectations
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reacher stands upon a wooden crate, “He who has lead us out of the desert and set us free, remind me of the answers and the questions of what to do with me.”
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My Worst Date
“Freddy, how are you doing?” Hearing her voice conjured memories of sex in the stairwells where we both worked, bathroom sex in restaurants, and rooftop sex in the middle of a rain storm. What the voice did not bring back to mind was the lunacy and evil, wicked scenes we played out in her apartment…
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We have Failed
we have failed to provide a safe environment for our children
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The Mountain and the Lava
It begins with an exhale and a look away. Pursing of the lips and then the lava begins to flow over. The shaking of the land, like the clapping of the hands brings on an eruption that is catastrophic to all the living who dare to try and survive.
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Here Comes the Sun or Memories from a Coffee Shop in Coney Island
Scenes from an old coffee shop in Coney Island where we used to go…too much sugar in that small cup made your tongue taste sweeter than it should have. It must have been me, must have been my fault. I had no idea, I had no clue – I still have no idea and have…
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The Middle
Pockets are empty but my heart is full, though emotional currencies they don’t pay the bills.
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Love Lost in Time
Where is it written where does it say, each poetic line must end in a rhyme?
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It was for you
Sometimes I dream of Dinah, sometimes I dream of Barbara, sometimes I dream about Jerusalem and our three weeks of mountainous heights and those valleys.
