David McLansky Poems

What will move
This child at play
Figured in a
Woman's form
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Remember me in your pain
When you call out for help in vain;
When illness rots your cells inside,
When blood does bruise your proud thick hide;
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He sat in his old rusting truck
Feeling his age, and out of luck;
To his daughter-in-law
An impossible burden
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In the night time
That very first time
Did I frighten you
As I hovered over you
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One must forget
The taste of your skin
The salt of my tears
Spread hot and thin;
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They dress in furs
And leather coats;
They mingle with
'The better folks, '
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Lock up all your husband folks,
Julie's on the prowl;
Testing them with little pokes,
Making them her pal;
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How to fight the self-destructive?
Let us pause to be deductive;
Their planned attack? To be assaulted,
Wishing you to be then faulted;
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I, alone, now in my craft,
Beyond all care
Of jealous wrath,
Write my thoughts
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Subject Riff on Julie 's Coded Love Note Written in Lemon Juice on the Back of a Grocery Slip
DateCreated 6/8/2007 6: 43: 00 AM
PostedDate 6/8/2007 6: 38: 00 AM
Body It always pays to advertise,
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