poem

  • night

    pinpricks in black paper sky backlit by bright prying eyes darkness stalks a lone streetlight it flickers in its futile fight swirling streaks of shadow gray no sun to scare the clouds away glowing moonlight as they pass just as they had been forecast

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  • second story

    in the spring another fall for the stubborn leaves that cling to the now new budding branches life pushes death out of the way fluttering, twisting, fighting bearing it’s own memory these lonely strangers fall once blessed with such a view they gather in corners and whisper tall tales from the elusive past they wander…

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  • probably

    if i took my turn under the lights if i wasn’t home on friday nights if i didn’t always need to be right would she love me? if i sang songs on the radio if i sometimes said i have to go if i wasn’t scared to tell her no would she love me? if…

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  • whatever’s next

    he found her from the footprints in the snow she ran away but she had nowhere to go and no lie could be a fitting mask one look and he didn’t have to ask with an arm around her shoulder he stayed there in the silence she knew that he cared she cried until the…

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  • if we kissed

    if we kissed would you slap my face? would a kiss be out of place? if i loved you and told you so would you fold your arms and tell me no like a parent with a little boy pointing to an expensive toy would you tell me “surely someone else” “just leave this one…

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  • strobe lights

    storms like strobe lights slide through a valentine sky every girl i can think of has a hand upon her thigh a man to make her happy at least a reason not to cry hold the kiss in through the door stop to laugh while fingers try to work their dresses to the floor breathe…

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  • addict

    if i speak all i speak is a lie i guess all the skeptics were right can’t believe how hard i have to try to keep from calling her tonight i have excuses, i call them fair a list of reasons i should dial but of course she’s never there a distance not measured in…

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  • the problem with hope

    i must explain what i can’t ignore a love that i’ve always apologized for hope’s in the corner with her fingers crossed wisdom tells her to get lost but every night she speaks to me i used to memorize her stories like closed eyes over a cake candle wish like those moments i thought i…

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  • dan

    dan is a boy with a broken heart a girl that he loved wouldn’t requite dan would be offended to hear the story told so black and white dan is afraid that he’s normal for this is the first time he’s tried people feel this every day but that fact dan denies he thinks he…

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  • sometimes

    sometimes it sounds like silence not many words could be as cruel sometimes it sounds like a siren or smells like jet engine fuel sometimes it stings like an open wound sometimes it’s a numb touch sometimes it gets more than it’s earned sometimes it takes too much and it can seem like a new…

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