Comfort

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HUG ACCOUNTING

HUG ACCOUNTING

Anytime is a good time for hugs...

They are a free gift...

Great for the giving and...

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Imaginable

Imaginable

Always making sure I walk on the firmest ground,

With you there for me I know what I have found...

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THE CUSP OF CHANGE

THE CUSP OF CHANGE

What can one say? For forever in a day? I am at once again drawn between the auspices of comfort and...

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BERATING, THE INFINITE

BERATING, THE INFINITE

Let's consider Hitchens a Poet...

Christopher Hitchens possibly quoting someone said:

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Mother Knows Best

"It's chilly out, make sure you bring a sweater," she says

as I make my way out the door....

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DEAD PEOPLE WANTED

DEAD PEOPLE WANTED

Caskets, caskets, and more caskets...

Choose your style before someone chooses it for you......

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Maintain

I close my eyes to stay my breathing, slowing my thoughts keeping the demons from feeding.

The...

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My Beautiful Coffin

My Beautiful Coffin

Quite a site to behold, is my beautiful coffin

waiting like a limousine with its' doors wide open...

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SAD EYES TELL

SAD EYES TELL

The smile doesn't match the sadness in your eyes...

To offer you comfort is all I can do......

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Journeys in Vermillion

Arms outstretched to collect the city lights

Like fireflies abundant in

The forest of my...

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Shouldn’t Be

Figured it out
uncomfortable
uncomfortable
comfort is not there
its just not...

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I`LL ASK

I`LL ASK

I`ll ask the angels to sing you a lullaby

To soothe your furrowed brow.

And I`ll ask the...

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So be it

So be it

Too in love to let go

Both unable to say goodbye

So be it

Lay your head in my lap...

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Half-Century Manifesto

Half-Century Manifesto

I I Stopped working and wrote this

I I don’t want the mansion on the hill anymore

I I want...

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May Day

May Day

The first this month is known as “May Day”, and around many decorated poles;

Girls in lacey, long...

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Our comfort

Our comfort

Death is inescapable, it is appointed for

man to die once.

Death brings pain and sorrow,...

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sometimes

The tears roll down my sleepy eyes

I don't know if it was from the a coking or the smiles.

...