Charles Hice

(May 13 2004 / Heaven)

Poems of Charles Hice

21. 17 4/17/2011
22. 18npmpoemMonday 4/18/2011
23. 18TIME18 9/29/2008
24. 194 6/18/2008
25. 196 6/20/2008
26. 1Hundred6 3/22/2008
27. 1oe four4ie 4/21/2008
28. 1one100six6seven7 5/6/2008
29. 1one2twenty3three 4/3/2008
30. 20 4/21/2011
31. 2012 the endin g 2/13/2012
32. 26PResolute26 10/2/2008
33. 31CharlaX31P 10/7/2008
34. 31Fabels 2/1/2008
35. 32 Hystery 32 10/8/2008
36. 3CharlaXPoetry3 9/22/2008
37. 3FABEL3 2/3/2008
38. 3Fabel6 2/6/2008
39. 3Fabel7 2/6/2008
40. 3Fable5 2/6/2008

Talking AT Me

Talking AT me and not to me.
Making an aside, snide remark.
Blowing past me fearfully.
Singeing my ear; stabbing me with words,
that only I could hear.
Never have I ever had so bad of an experience.
I am sober drinking coffee no drugs are in my system.
What she said to me was worst than any hallucination.
Color of her hair escapes me I do not know her name.

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