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They, We, Us, me...
enablers,
thieves to our well-being
all things being equal
we adore them
as they implore us
to conti..
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Poem
my emotions live
within a split-level heart
the basement flooded
erin-cilberto
11/29/21
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When the light falls hard
habitual longings
a love without trees
hanging residuals
the leaves glued to their own amusement
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Lease
empty trailer,
I lived there once
among the narrow halls
and tiny rooms
insulation tepid, half-hearted
the cold cr..
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Peace Pipes in a Natural History Museum
share the feast
they proclaimed
and then our guns
were aimed
massive treachery
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on the anniversary of my first deathnaked protrusionyoung confusionhe loves you allso says heas he gets down on his kneesand begs you pleasedon't tell..
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Shackles and Shite Rhymesthe grammar policearrested my poembound the lines in cuffsthrew the words into the slammerthus the themeI was trying to hamme..
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Bare Gardens
the thorns match your eyes
when the wilted roses weep
and my kerchief is splashed
with tears of crimson certainty
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Knock, Knockand the new generationtook a bow,and Who is leading this congregationof agate stones,shiny with little substanceand flat, smooth initiativ..
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58 years to the day---that pink dressit's going to be 2022in a few minutes,feel an hour left to the fleeting lifethat barges through decadeslike a tow..
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