Cin Sweet Poems

Love, my cloud and rain, dearest, mine
Only other I can truly speak with, or find
Slayers came to kill you again- felt like 1: 11pm?
I couldn't help but mourn at those first heard
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Love,
Nibbled up the Lillies you gave, sort of
roots tasted like bug soil,
still, the air residue, oh shivers
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my bic barfs black ink
upon the tidy vellum
crossing and mocking me
when i try
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Wind's angry blowing
howling and coughing up
it's gap toothed icy spit
at me i reckon
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i asked her just once
'i'm a bird', she said
'sparrow with clipped wings
raped, degraded
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feasting all you want, can
toss the lefts in the garbage can
felt your tummy, ah, could lose a few
giggling, eating the last bite of it
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Some see a thing
then write about it
Some see a thing
then somehow see inside it
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Mr. Bowman sits reading the morning news
He's ignoring Mrs. Bowman though she's screaming
She's being chased by an angry mob of honey bees
But all Mr. Bowman does is nibble on his Hobnobs,
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80 years since and hence
from a ringing bell
uncorked, mind set free
dressed in hard knuckled thread
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Oh the little lions
come time for play or chow,
or just checking in
When you call
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