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at 18 / finding love / isn't sticky stains / covering vinyl back seats / finding friends / held different dreams / and cars / weren't all that fast / and friends mangled / on hot asphalt reeking / of Jack Daniels and mint gum / and fear / at 19 / waking up / realizing the good poets / are dead / and finding love… sign in to read more »
We spoke, / not remembering our lines / so well rehearsed. / For a moment, / we shed our masks / like soldiers after a war. / I pulled the mirrored lenses from my eyes, / hung my dusty leather on a rusty nail / and held you...for the first time / with my own skin / pressed firmly against yours. / Words wafting… sign in to read more »
In this room of things / which strain to move / time lies overdosed / on the cold cement / bathroom floor / There are no cigarettes left / to ease its passing. / No songs remain / to fill the empty spaces / where once drifted / the subtle strokes / of its blood beat. / There is only stillness, / a tea spoon / of… sign in to read more »