Melodrama

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Father

Time

Father

I’ve concluded that Mother Nature
Is life’s best teacher
and a Mother she is
I watch...

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Bitter Wines of Retribution

Bitter Wines of Retribution

I made my bed, and I lie in shredded shambles
In earned affliction of a blue, forgotten moon
...

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Good

Good

Hopes floats
While anticipation rises
Blues skies with swelling clouds
Mark as a...

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Bruise Collector

Bruise Collector

Her own life’s director
With arms full of fireworks
Igniting skin to see what lurks
...

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Words

Photo by me

Words

Words
the ones that fail
to leave your lips
pierce my silence.
They cut through...

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You Know

You Know

You know
ain’t it funny
when you have no
money
you have no friends
You...

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3 CENTIMETERS FOR WITTGENSTEIN

3 CENTIMETERS FOR WITTGENSTEIN

There is a hidden God in the mattress of our Bedlam
Swinging from the rafters of an unhinged...

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the owl

the owl

circumspect
patient
in the unique way of a hunter
day and night
from different...

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Walk any ocean

Photo by me

Walk any ocean

So when I finally step from the land
When there is nothing to anchor me
And everything to...

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China Doll

China Doll

Where have you gone, oh lover of mine?
I can still trace your lips, stained scarlet with wine...

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love is not worth much

love is not worth much

I didn't mean to hurt you
I didn't mean to make you cry
I didn't mean to lead you to my...

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hanging

hanging

you lie in your bed
you cuddle your children
thinking about her
you fight against...

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Like a Scorpion

Like a Scorpion

Like a scorpion
I can pierce into you
And your skin will bleed
so sadly you’ll be...

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Too Clever.

Too Clever.

Too Clever.
Lee.

I’d like you to be innocent forever.
Because when you know, you know...

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Night Song.

Night Song.

Night Song.
ली

Oh! How I wish for night-the colour of your hair-to cover me.
To stay...

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TAXI MELT

TAXI MELT

after 2 AM the tinnitus of a withering day has abated.
the shrill un-boundaries of our servitude...

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Terminal Verbosity

Terminal Verbosity

A wet Spring slept on the porch
Like a damp shag full of Bees
From Atlantis.
A smudge...