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Bank Holiday
cleared fortunes
heirs to heartbreak
millions in pain
they fight over the will to move on
when obstacles
seem c..
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Blue, Red, Green, Yellow, obscene
rainbows steal color
from heaven,
like false idols,
we pray to them
relief afte..
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the monster lives within
bees, bell jars
and the gritty spit of poems
a woman in danger,
writes letters echoing cries for destru..
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Promises
one of these days the ruse will be up
the metaphors will cease
and I will just write a simple
love poem,
no fr..
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the aristocracy of a calling
art,
a man's name
and a calling
not roll,
but a role
one does not choose
but is chosen..
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and maybe
a god-awful sky
encryptions in clouded font
memories rescinded
I loved her to the sun
and past the one we never h..
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an ear to the palette
the allure
of a still-life painting
a heart sitting so still
inertia barely a breath
an eye refrains from..
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can anyone play this song on the piano
chrome blues
shining sax
in rhythm with a maudlin sky
the backup singers bite their nails
..
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Completefeel the poemsift through your eyeswhich act as fingersin tactile formerin-cilberto1/26/22
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justiceI have sabotagedmy own snow driven soulto a frigid standstillgod is in the ice folliesof my penanceremorseless heartconscience breeds a derelic..
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