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Under The Cherry Tree (a poem)

you hijacked my brain last night gazed upon by a beautiful moon under the cherry tree trying to find something true truth was in your kiss erect intent in your eyes death lies on those lips love lies between your

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Sold My Heart For Stones (a poem)

choke down another round waiting for the world to end heart buried 6 ft under ground remembering what you said what happened to us? I’ll never really know your growing distance the flickering glow a faded dream I sold my

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Plastic (a poem)

You wear a faded celtic cross around your neck it rests where your heart should be it may be an alcohol induced hallucination but you look just like an angel to me We utter plastic phrases we’re perched on plastic

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Peach (a poem)

My love is like a sweet sweet peach so fine, so juicy, so out of reach I plunge my arms into the sky alas the peach rests too high I hunger to caress the fuzzy flesh to nuzzle the succulent

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Indelible (a poem)

It wasn’t your slightly chipped front tooth . It wasn’t the small scar on your chin that happened when you passed out at Target with low blood sugar . It wasn’t your desultory approach to life, your expletive laden calls

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Hip Pocket (a poem)

climb over the seat put your hand deep in my hip pocket and pull out my heart suck my naked finger wet and tight and hot kiss me like you own me even though I always get away one hand

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Wash Away (a poem)

in the shower after leaving you part of you washes away I lose that part of you I snap on that bullet proof mask the mask I show the rest of the world the one that I take off when

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Melinda (a poem)

The rain beats down Melinda’s hair waves her eyes breathe a fire as I touch her luminous face She dances across the bedroom floor I stand leaning against the door just admiring her naked female form in the soft warm

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Nymphamphetamine (a poem)

Dig your nails into my skin while I kiss that smile right off your lips whisper poison in my ear Jesus how I need a fix Together we can become more than we seem the vodka the music my nymphamphetamine

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No One Is Coming To Save You

For quite some time in my life I was dissatisfied with the status quo. I was in a career that was unfulfilling, with a woman that was not suited for me that I had no passion for. I was floundering,

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  • Under The Cherry Tree (a poem)
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  • Plastic (a poem)
  • Peach (a poem)
  • Indelible (a poem)
  • Hip Pocket (a poem)
  • Wash Away (a poem)
  • Melinda (a poem)
  • Nymphamphetamine (a poem)
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