Brian Hinckley Poems

She's a tragic state,
seeing shadows behind every compliment.
Armor of hurt and betrayal gird her,
impenetrable by the sincerest of men.
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Love is born like a child,
unsure of it's full potential.
Careening like a drunken sailor,
love is born off-balance and naive.
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You intrigue me,
dancing the way you do.
I am hypnotized,
locked to the flow of your body.
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I travel in circles,
my life forever looping.
What happens to me today,
I am doomed to repeat.
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Economic woes and
foreign foes.
A million ways to die,
but no way to really live.
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Silent screams,
buried in liquor fumes.
Passionate kisses,
taste of self loathing.
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The past churns like a creek bed,
sending old memories floating to the surface.
What was once now is again,
a fresh cut over the old scar.
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My thoughts are out now,
heart on the line.
Take me as who I am,
or let me go free.
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A smile and a kind word broke through,
like a ram battering through a wall.
You're light touched my heart,
where the shadows begin to fade.
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You are given your ticket,
yet never any directions.
Trial and error is your guide,
spinning around in circles until the end.
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