Bruce : Writing

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A Poem by Bruce


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A Country of crock.

A Country of crock.

A Poem by Bruce


archaic faces dance in shadows shiningfalse veneers luminescent like all the ones that have come before without a word the bedsheets drawn stoic e..
Dionysian Woes

Dionysian Woes

A Poem by Bruce


puffing the magic dragon five years ago resentment arisen in strange tones and irrelevant looks to the west so we're dangerously close to the pe..
Are you there God?

Are you there God?

A Poem by Bruce


silent peace shifted away like the flowers blooming in the spring wind that spins shackles on my soul would grow like the vacillation in my moribu..
concentration

concentration

A by Bruce


sat there looking at your red shoes and began wondering what was inside of them. I imagined blown off toes, or jam between your phalanges, crusted yel..
2009

2009

A Poem by Bruce


listen long legs hear a tale of your own despair down whiskey bottles broken shattered in your hands the shards like extensions of your bones br..
dysfunction

dysfunction

A Poem by Bruce


nothing left but a sly smile and whisper calamity shaken in our bed inside you is where i'd like to be things moving so fast your body so smooth ..
a poem for her

a poem for her

A Poem by Bruce


it's hard to say goodbye.
Changeling

Changeling

A Poem by Bruce


I wake in a storm quiet mondays barely born now it's sunday and hearts are torn love renewed and spirits lifted I barely see the months as th..
stone roses

stone roses

A Poem by Bruce


without a thorn in my side without scorn Ido naturally abide contentment a breast stroke away in your bed all is still save the pounding in my hear..