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Deck-a-Lies

You always smiled at me sweetly

 You never glared at me readjusting your façade

 You always cared about my feelings

 You never showed me warmth

 You always appreciated my kindness

 You never misinterpreted my motives

 You always gave me the benefit of the doubt

 You never judged me harshly

 You always set a clear boundary for me

 You never held my hand in public…never more than once

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Until The Girl Hollers Back

 Mondays seem to start downcast

Unless you are there perchance

Have you ever felt by-passed

Which of us more in a trance

Steady…careful…heart a-flame

Even as I shot a glance

 Angel-voice—you called my name!

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Twenty Questions

Twenty Questions

  Where are you now?

What are you getting up to?

Do you remember me?

Do you remember how you used to smile at me?

Do you remember how I used to smile back at you?

Did anyone ever tell you how bright your eyes are?

Are you proud of your excellent self?

Are you basking in joy?

Were you aware of how happy I was every time I saw you?

How did you feel when you saw me?

How did you feel when you did not see me?

Did you notice me one Saturday afternoon last year?

What do you dream of?

Do you recall the day you came back to me and stood in the doorway?

Did you realize how elated you made me then?

Do you remember singing even after the song had ended?

Do you remember writing my name with hearts around it again and again?

Do you remember the special sign you showed me at last?

Do you know that I whisper your name every day of my life?

Do you know that you are My Sunshine?

God bless you and keep you, My Beloved Sunshine.

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Kenning

Kenning

  Spiraling downwards

Turning the ascent-oculus

Into her secret echoing lament-chamber

My remotely-cherished Palace-Sprite

Flew with her otherwise keen eyes

Regrettably covered by her soaked skin-salt-saver

Even while her delicate voice

Broke away from her faerie-form

Betrayed such sorrowful pain-pleas

What cried out to my very ears

Deeply moved my poor heart within

Begs to know

Who dare joy-deprive my day-brightener!

Let me soften and console her

Let her leave her tears with me

May God-whisperings take and escort her

Surely and safely to some grassy hidden garden paradise

Where she may know nothing but how precious and loved she already is

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What is a Crush

What is a Crush

  A crush is a register

A crush is considered material

A crush was a familiar site to users for generations

but it has been effectively replaced

Many retain their crush

advising the last year it was updated

Some have eliminated their crush for the purpose

A crush enables a person to identify and evaluate an objective

These objectives can still be recognized

A crush also serves as an inventory

If the item is not found in the crush, the user may continue to search

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Why No?

Why No?

  Are you Red-EEE?

Let’s catch a cab, you Savage

And have some more

LOTS!  fill me intensely and feel me fully

Come in here singing a song

We’re just about on the border

Lyin’

I sang

Yo…easy

Sir…ah

Hurrah!

To the Mall and back

My Petite Seraph

Moan astrally

As I pin you down

Tag

eee

Sin?  Fun? Delll-icious

It’s just us

Grin with aching

desire

Temper your nihilism

Carry me home

Pee?  No. Gahhh…mayyy

be

Mr. Bo J. (Engels?) lay

decent gentle

men

Into the car

don’t

HEY

See me?

See me a million times?

We vie like ne’er-do-well, hell, why not?

savage

not blank

you blink wildly

Taste aggressively driven passion always

Who agrees?

Now you are light-bodied

Suave, bruised and relatively bitter

Back to neutral

reset

Some find you variably dry

Yet I

savor your aromatics

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I am prey to insurrection. My soul is tyrannized by things that are nothing and everything. You, my bringer of thirst and water. You, bringer of you. You, the sudden, unpredictable thief. You, who sang that night. And I? I drink, I burn, I gather dreams.

Helene Cixous, Promethea  (via smakka--bagms)

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I have to hold it all, until I die.

Rainer Maria Rilke, from The Book of Images; “The Last of his Line,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

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“Our story isn’t supposed to be over yet”

(A piece I would put in my book if I had one) Sarahann 117/317

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“I wanted to be yours forever”

Six word story chapter (a piece I would put in my book if I had one) Sarahann 57/100

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“You gave me every reason to stay alive, until you killed me on your own, so I didn’t have to”

(A piece I would put in my book if I had one) Sarahann 134/317

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Burma Shave

After a contemplative gaze

Do inch down that treasure trail

One slips below Earth’s equator

Oh! Pressed by tropic sweat

Burma Shaved

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Uppermost Strikes of 7*11

a long barrel of evil gonna shoot its shot

distant past distant location battles amongst luminaries the principal name or theme if you will

quantum affection spake the lion

awareness of self and others

relax little one

it is not at all easy to apologize

find your path

dance the night away

twelve feline moons

search for the woman

imitate my gait

like furry mammals getting it on

a person of interest

how i desire to be at your side

i have sworn off having a whale of a time

my affection matures

best boogie years of your lives

you are incomparable

yet you’ll not catch me shedding tears

get ready for a dude who snaps back

proper love indeed

that’s what the cool kids like

how ‘bout a taste

quick and monstrous

i am convinced of your witchcraft

i want more

put all your cards on the table and let’s mix and mingle and swim in the sun

i’m quite the fan of denim with you in ‘em

walking on air

drunken aliens

your withdrawal leaves me where exactly

coming in loud and clear you stormy godly angelic half-deep character

frozen

from far away i can see how it must all go up in flames

strangely musical

saturday sunday at half one

all the way to the bottom

posturing

jet-setting

having done the deed

you do not own my emotions

look who’s just arrived

as you were going down a bad path lad

got that from the lyrics

you are everything to me

nocturnal motions

out of the grass your sweet juiciness delivered to me nearly two dozen times

fearsome appearance ferocious behavior to be expected of you in these perilous waters

it must not end

how i desire and hope and pray

companionless youth

gently holding and rocking along with the sounds

we us

one more request and i’ll leave

does anything of yours need fixing

little light of mine

consider me entered unto you

it comes from disco from funk from jazz

your personal pleasure

visions not of daily life

thus am i on your wavelength

it would appear we successfully did it

so bright we could no longer see

auspicious hours between dusk and dawn

simple

but not correct

as if never before experienced

unceasing

we are worth fighting for

as a hawk soars through the sky

your lack of fame does not disqualify you from performing for me

get you cleaned up so you can ride in style

you can reach me directly anytime

the time you must be there for me

spoiled brat

down where it’s warmer after dark

about to take off

you must surrender

lodging with a mystical queen from a tale of long ago

lordly leader

are you in the mood

divulge your intent

there are means of communication

and a small place to drink

because of you my whole body is ready to move

you as well, hm

i dance with you like something out of your childhood fears

if you have another may you be ripped asunder

ethereal vision of loveliness incognito in bed

elevated by your affection

how dare you abandon me in such a condition

it is my wont to fantasize

heavenly in your embrace

always young never falling new light just coming into being

nothing better of what my heart has to offer

let me be fully possessed by you

at the end of this day all will be okay

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Filling a Cup

Filling a Cup

  Hey, Buddy

We can have all the time in the world

whatever we need

an eternity in an instant

maybe

if you like

Write it down

and remember it

Let ‘em know

Take her by the hand

Those were some times

Living Large

Toppermost

Breathe that in

We were focused

We made our case

We scored

 On fire

flowering

drinking it all in

I remember that room

The Before and After

Thank you for your gift

for inclusion

The little details

matter

 Hop in

Hold on

Bubble

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05/14/18

remember that I love you & that you once loved me too. I miss you.

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Tater Love

Tater Love

  French Fry!

You my enemy!

 …but I love you, Guy!

 At times you’ve gotten saucy

 At times you’ve been cheesy

 And you’re always salty

 You were often a basket case

 Even when nothing was at steak

 But you’re still my best spud

 I’m so happy to have you on the side

 You full fill me

 The starch of my show!

 Let me ask you a question, if I mayo

 Don’t worry—no wedging, no trip to Grease (not poutine you on--no need to re-hash that)…just

 You wanna Net-frites and chilli on Fry-day?

 You mustard heard that before, Ore-Ida know, maybe we can just ketchup some time?

 Well plate!

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a look out the window Tuesday midmorning

A high but somehow incomplete fence with green netting sits

below the lights not being used

A somehow hazy cloudless sky spreads above

Square factory buildings

Kept company by yellow cranes

Dwarfed by an impressive red and white tower

The constant construction

builds our expectations

While trees do their thing on either side of

Telephone lines running long-distance

All the way up into yon mountains

This highway is humming along this morning

Busy trucks pass and are passed by

Cruising cars

Passed over by birds

Like that big black raven off to steal someone’s innocent soul

You fly

They drive

Whoosh!

Did they miss all of the signs?

Time to wash

Or watch the trains hustle to and fro

Observed by row after row of red-roofed houses

Feeling superior to the organized apartment communities

Have you ever seen anyone at that driving range?

Believe it or not, that convenience store has great coffee and cheap

People drink there in the parking lot

There’s even a phone, in case of emergency

Good thing, too, for that broken down van

Whose driver in a cap waits by the side of the road

Someone’s on the way, right?

Pedestrians cross the bridge

Rice paddies abide cyclically

Yellow banners flap in an effort to convince someone of the breeze

Behind it all, one famous mountain peaks with the last bit of melting white snow