Thank God I’m not proud.I laugh at myself out loud.When I’ve had enough I cry.If only I could manage a sigh. I’m not a gimme…
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Tough stuff you’re cactus.Green behind the ears.Bullies attract us.We love them for our fears. Spike us with your tongue.The desert will reign.What once had begunsprouts…
Comments closedThe King was mad.Godiva was sad.“Scare us bare!”“Yes my Lord.”And she bore it. Lady Godiva you’re such a sweet.You rode bareback down the street.We closed…
Comments closedLet’s face it, Mona. One lip’s curling up.The other’s winding down.Am I your frisky pupor the latest clown? Are you sneering while I wowor hiding…
Comments closedSilence without the wordwe all come togetherwith gestures of the herd.Unheard-ofs don’t matter. When bunching up like thiswe certainly save each other.Stay in tight circles…
Comments closedShame on blame.It’s going nowhereQuestionings tame.Incompletions everywhere. Hunger from the start.Then came the hunt.God played it smart.A score or the punt. Slow on the move.Fast…
Comments closedOnce there was a wasn’t.Not anymore.It passed through a didn’tand went out for more. What harm would it doIf you tried not to be?Who would…
Comments closedWrapped into parts the secrets of wordsscrewed into hammer and nail.Listen hard and be understood.The construction of wheel barrel. Each movement is a rare good…
Comments closedWhy me? Why not?Who thought of this first and last?Does it matter the plot?I’m full of questions that pass. Does the ape do the same?If…
Comments closedIs that it? Or do we keep moving along?Without a push? Without a wrong?At the end of a face tracing a lineOr just one touch…
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