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Coffee and Tobacco
Complete Repose
Or so
The Turkish Proverb Goes
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Her eyes
Draw forth
from my heart
A bleeding font of poetry,
Causing my stammering
Crooked lips to sing
They are wells of song
We..
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My Demonic TutorSits on my shoulderWhisperingSulfurous nothings into my ear"Do this", He says" ANd you will be happy""Do this", He says,"and you will ..
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My SoulStumbled backthrough the BadlandsBloodiedBereft of what I had BroughtBruisedBroken Down and DejectedI had lost the battles I had foughtOn my ow..
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I have neither seen her eyes,Nor felt her hair,Yet I miss her,As though she were therewaiting for me at home.
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I love her,She Loves Me,Alas,We are separatedBy the Sea.
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Coffee,
Bitter Black ambrosia
Focuses my thought into Beam
Brings clarity to consciousness,
Weaves together
the disparate strands
rent asunder b..
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Could John Dowland,
In England of Old,
Ever dream
That far in the Future
I would listen
to the sweet strumming of his lute,
on my ipod...
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The Lone star state,
I stand in a dome of blue glass,
turning about,
the sand warm between my toes,
The distant bareheaded mountains,
l..
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I saw a skier fall today,
Missed the landing of a jump,
He lay there,
How cold the snow must have been,
He lay as an infant,
He must ha..
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