Absence

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How do I...

How do I feel so hungry
When i've never felt so full?
Would I still be stuck
If I hadn...

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Wish lady

Gifts

The tall wish lady with her bag of wishes.

We wish you the gift of living the dream.

We...

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This Pandemic Lockdown Whimsey

It is another day in a life of mine
I guess that figures
I could not live anyone else's...

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Strange Waters

For my mother

Strange Waters

I’ve come to this world, a silhouette of what I was supposed to be. My glass, empty, from the very...

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Miss

Don't miss me huh.
Wasn't worth your time.
Never think about it huh.

No clue how to...

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~UNFILTERED~

~UNFILTERED~

Dusted ashes could be
An essence of smoke
Fiery flames to burn again
Fierce and true...

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Groundhog day 2021 -...

Groundhog day 2021 - Tuesday, February 2nd

Coincides with astronomy's cross-quarter day,
marking the midpoint between
winter solstice...

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Justice for chickens

Justice for chickens

My beautiful chicken
In the garden of produce
Google "chicken”
To see
Chicken...

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I found myself

While you didn’t

I found myself

I don’t know what hurts more to be pushed away or for two humans to suddenly become strangers? I know we...

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"The Chair 2"

"The Chair 2"

Dust on the window ledge,
cob webs, cowards behind the door,

these are some, of the unspoken...

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Rejoice at the gift of...

Rejoice at the gift of restored health

Just a poetic (souper) side note courtesy chief
wordsmith brother unaware ye experienced grief...

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Acquiescence toward mortality

Acquiescence toward mortality

Management here at
Highland Manor Apartments sent out word
that tomorrow, January twenty...

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Absence

Absence

I don’t know how to deal with your absence
Your love is toxic but feels pure
Yet why am I...

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The revered Reverend Martin...

The revered Reverend Martin Luther King Junior

Five score minus eight years ago
January eighteenth two thousand twenty one
father of civil...

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Where you used to stand

Where you used to stand

Where you used to stand
Is now black tar ground
Where you slept
Is now thoroughfare...

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Happy 68th birthday MaryAnn...

Happy 68th birthday MaryAnn Sage - revisited January 12th, 2021

Wherever you might be holed up
within this whirled wide web wassup?

Mein kampf still equals...

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Ignominious cult leader...

Ignominious cult leader best kept locked up

Our unhinged president,
(a veritable loathsome miscreant)
cannot get away with murder,...