CASA WILSON Poems

The heat is out because of the bill not being paid
Thinking to myself
ALONE
Last one on the train and still moving
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Bank all
Save nothing
What was said?
Say it again…
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The reason there is meaning in dance
The fact of upper N.Y. having more to offer
Calm, cool and collected
She walks talks and minds her every move
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How did I find the feeling to write the words in my mind? ? ?
Times of sand cannot wash the images.
The business is to confess.
The test in making more of those faces I love oh so much.
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Fly, run,
Jump passed...
KICK
Screaming love to someone;
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Thoughts turning
Twisting into action
Actions churn into disaster
The disaster then stirs into new life
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Accuse & lose
Whatever you have left
Set the pace
Face your own demons
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Alone...
Son of one
Will be here for the ending
Open following graduates into
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Corruption made this face
A human project trapped
In a world that's not mine
Time to feed on one that stands in the way
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Where would we be without it?
Could you find me in the rain?
Could you understand my pain within the moment?
It's so direct
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