Comedy

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The Duet

The Duet

You,

sandalwood.

Black Porter with lime-

pockets overflowing with seafoam salt-...

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Feels like death

Clutching to my chest as the sweat pours down my face,

my head goes into overdrive, I feel like...

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Oops, There He Goes

Oops, There He Goes

In the summer of nineteen ninety four, Linda and I took a very long trip;

One of the places that...

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Hit back

Hit back

Hitting back is not my style.

Let my body speak....

While i walk away..

You can...

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More nonesense

More nonesense

Only dry up leaves blowing in my face

My stride

head where i want it to be

...

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Dawn at Monterey

Dawn at Monterey

Eve at Monterey!

nineteen and seventy-three!

i was, am, only a child.

You were my...

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The Roller Coaster

The Roller Coaster

As a lad of only fourteen, I had a major fear;

The roller coasters terrified me, but I dared not...

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The D word

Days of endless struggle
More hopeful pills today
Trying to appear 'normal'
In some...

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rape.

rape.

I remember waking up in his car, I couldn't breath. It smelled like non consensual sex and weed; he was...

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Little shits

i love my little children,

though they get on my tits,

i love my two sweet monkeys,...

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Kissed

Kissed

You once touched this within me

the heavenly part of my being

you created me in this...

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STOP, DROP, ROCK & ROLL

STOP, DROP, ROCK & ROLL

I would like to share with you something I learned...

What's that Sparrowsong?

If you find...

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Wonder woman

Is this Wonder Woman, with her thick brown curly hair?

She does not seem to have a cape or golden...

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She can't ?

She can't get out of bed in the morning because her body's so tired, she can't brush her hair because she's...

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Stolen childhood

If you should find my childhood, can you tell it where I am?

It seemed to have passed me by ,as...

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Mama Always Called Me Gypsy

Mama Always Called Me Gypsy

Mommy always called me Gypsy
after Gypsy Rose Lee.
Seems I loved high-heels and jewelry...

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"Love thy Neighbour(s)...

"Love thy Neighbour(s)"

“People don’t want to know how well you’re doing; they want to know how bad it’s going! ‘How's Dad?’ Always...