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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    The temperature dropped to four Degrees last week. It would have been wonderful If not for this intense feeling Of temporariness. I see the dichotomy between The warm and light of my Room and the dark, cold expanse Of a small southern town Nervous with the feeling of change. I put my f...
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    Don’t seduce me with Whitman Or Cummings Talk of nostalgia, history, Or divinity My hands grip the pages of a calendar Each accompanying image has a time of youth and old age as the month advances day by day by hour Time moves like a wounded animal I show my teeth, but not to smile T...
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    We will sit by the fire in the days after Christmas as you hum “Friendly Persuasion” and lean against my shoulder. We will watch as the world slowly melts the winter that has lasted our entire lives. We will tuck our instruments under our chins (You on viola and me on violin) an...
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    Despite all of my understated feelings of affection, I can still smell you in the spines of your old books....
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    I hate it when you Seem like the perfect human being. And in comparison, my own ambitions and Ideologies Are painfully lacking in altruism. We work on different scales, you see. Me: survive another week And You: reduce all human suffering You will save the world While I will be too bus...
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    I wish I could remember the future as well as the past. So that I could remember who you will be, my love....
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    Sometimes I like to pretend as I'm sitting here at my desk with the rain pattering down the window that I am typing on a typewriter. Just one soft orange light glows from my study and the clack of the keys has a poetic ring instead of this dry crackle of fingers on plastic. Some...
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    Sometimes I think how light is spent a word in graphite on a desk when day does end and night commence her shaded curtains drawn. I asked a play-write, scorned and old traveled in skies I've yet to see loved in life and soon was sold to Death's arms which gathered all. I used t...
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    I have the urge to run down in blue night just to see what is left from the story. Some say the blackberries are gone now, but i need to touch and remember every song left between thorns and bittersweet memories...

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