Conversation

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Self (Destructive) Portrait

Self (Destructive) Portrait

I need conversations to choke on.
No more moonlight and no longer desperate.
So speak to me...

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OUT OF THE MOUTH OF GROWN...

They're being quiet they say...

They're not doing anything they say...

I beg to differ...

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WHICH ONE IS IT?

South Carolina to New Hampshire

They know the truth in South Carolina...

People drove from SC to NH to share the truth......

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Pink Cup

Shivering outside of a store
During winter to wait in the snow
Just so that you can clash...

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Empty Plate

full dinner table
voices spar between each bite
your plate is empty

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SMALL TALK

SMALL TALK

Courses for young adults for them to learn Small Talk?

​​​​Is it supposed to help with conversation...

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The Wife of a Dead Russian...

this is entirely true .. we met several times and then she was...

I was the second wife
of a recently deceased and very high ranking
Russian diplomat .....

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my friend

my friend

it is very comforting to know
that you exist in this world
there is an urgent need
for...

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Wildfires

From Canada To Hawaii
Nature is burning
But it doesn't make sense
Nature has a pattern...

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Disalignment Of The Heart

Conversations with my love

Disalignment Of The Heart

You ask for understanding and understand nothing yourself. You presume to see the inside of my mind and...

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Conversations on Life with...

Conversations on Life with AiR 

Who am I? Why am I here?
What is the Purpose of my life, my dear?
When somebody asks me, '...

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BAD

Replace the B with an M
and that's what you make me
when you act out
Replace the M...

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Anglophone aficionado...

Anglophone aficionado exudes infatuation with English language

Versus me
(chilling as an outsize ego freezer)
profusely perspiring
and heavily...

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From you isnt Me

Simply Me

From you isnt Me

Simply me
​​​​​​We walk
simply me
We talk and we think
Simply me Thoughts race...

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West Bay Clams

I was going to call this ‘Silence of the Clams’ But then...

West Bay Clams

How I wish upon these ultra violet hues and those iridescent blues hiding in the...

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Words

Words

Words
Pour out of my mind
Echo in my chest
Fill my soul
Tear me apart
...