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tit for tat for that
A Poem by
jacob erin-cilberto
tit for tat for thatpetulant poetry parlaysrhymes reasoning rationalethat treads talentless turnpikeswith accelerator acclimating acutespeeding sounds..
Genius
A Poem by
jacob erin-cilberto
Genius I just thought of a great poetic line to describe my love for you ______________________ and it rhymes with ..
I hear Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young singing "O..
A Poem by
jacob erin-cilberto
I hear Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young singing "Our House is a Very Very fine House with four cats lying in the yard, dead" the senat..
for old time's sake
A Poem by
jacob erin-cilberto
for old time's sake in a subjunctive mood the verb sought to pluralize itself but the spell checker inspected object..
My Dorian Gray---or Portrait of a Poet
A Poem by
jacob erin-cilberto
thoughts that were rolling around in my head, but refused to start until Ang-X's poem "It's the memories" jump started my writing battery.
Nearer as Farther States
A Poem by
jacob erin-cilberto
Nearer as Farther States kiss, of course melting knees perfumed flannel lips pose next to mine we button up the passi..
from her cheek to mine
A Poem by
jacob erin-cilberto
from her cheek to mine bitter blue skies i am a cumulus lover accumulating rain in a heart deprived of shelter ra..
Taxi (for anne sexton)
A Poem by
jacob erin-cilberto
Taxi (for anne sexton) smote with cellophane mouth kissing the steering wheel of frantic pose calmly turning away from li..
living in a cliché
A Poem by
jacob erin-cilberto
living in a cliché at this point, i need windshield wipers on my eyes can't see through the tears my glass heart ..
In a Cat's Eye
A Poem by
jacob erin-cilberto
In a Cat's Eye 11 days 18 Cocktails the truck backs into a Capitol idea 4 dead in Ohio 4 dead in D.C. twitter me this ..
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