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Category: Poetry

Ding a Thing

Rest in peace. Put it all together.Decease and resist. Here comes the weather.Pardon my behavior. You are my enabler.You’re good for nothing. At least that’s…

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Ages Past

Parts are parts and parts of parts.All doing their part.The birddog barks at a treebut doesn’t become a barkbecause of me. The flow is mightier…

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O

The coo-coo clock reminds meI am growing oldThe shoes on my feet wobblethough I swim in them as told. The dentures in my mouthwhistle a…

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Close Calling

How could they? I’ll tell you how they could.For a fleeting second you and I did.Remember at that ball game when you shoutedkill the ump…

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Where to Go

Where I find myself is acceptable.Being possible probably true.Straight lines no letter at allI go on and on without you. Sentence me to a paragraph.I’ll…

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