david gerardino Poems

YOUR kettle goes off,
but its a false disaster,
a flickering little smoke
and a light sitting at the
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death a drifter,
a pipers tune,
a fairy tale with icy hands.
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OUR love has become mechanical,
our transmitters fell to the ground,
the kisses turned to concrete, and
the hugs turned to steel, the moment
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Her veins were full of rust and
Corrosion, her eyes held pictures
Of the past, black and white.
Her body capsized in a tub full
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