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I’ll be honest I really f*****g hate when poems are centered even more I hate when poets dress wor..

Days move in and outlike the tidesometimescalm, rhythmicother times tribalerratic like a wilddisturbed beehivein..

ornamental baskets disguised for fruit closed shut at the predator and predator is anyone could injure ..

I stood on the walkway well knowing you were there on the corner light pole, with your bronze showe..

On a rusty red leather sofa Behind or in front of the paint depending on the angle ..

One day when you are older And can read this You will know Beauty And you will Know pain Y..

I change my mind again today as often happens unnoticed and noticed again; I get moments of the bird flawk ..

no pastel. no fat floating full moons like the giant red over temple of Poseidon. Not even those blue roofs ..

When dad’s passed out by 6 and mom’s screaming her head off about some missing keys like the world..

Took a while to get here I’d say If not for those crooked lines. Abysmal abandonment, but ..