Cj Heck Poems

When I turned forty,
my friends took me
to see the male strippers.
I never knew there was a place
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The barking spiders all march in
just past dinner time.
Some big, some small, they come to call
floating on the wind behind.
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I’ve got this thing called autism
that can lock you up inside
but I am me, I’m Matty,
and I’m learning not to hide.
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Angels all around me.
Angels high above.
Pretty angels everywhere
guarding me with love.
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Somewhere in the night
you lie on your own bed
tucked in with your thoughts,
your head making its
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I don't have a little brother.
I don't have a sister, too.
It's just me and Mom and Daddy
but there's lots of things to do.
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Mommy's on the couch.
Daddy's in his chair.
I'm sitting in a corner on a stool...
they put me here
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There’s a day that lingers in my mind
and I can still taste the gritty dust
blowing hot on a summer day
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I'll hum for you a melody
no words, for words can't say
the love I feel will sing in notes
where words get in the way.
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Little baby firefly
when your night is through
does your mommy tuck you in
and tell you she loves you?
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