David McLansky Poems

Should you die before I die
I would jump into your grave
And scoop up handfuls of the earth
I''d tear the dirt and rave.
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When sorrow
Overwhelms my soul
Of Irish ancestry
It makes my
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Oh poet you much perplex
To join our hearts without sex;
Sex is an enhancer that magnifies
The Book of Love, oh cold romancer;
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And I could smell Tennessee
Grass in your hair;
Your body, your neck
Bosomy white;
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In the balance scale of life
Where madness and neglect
Are weighed against
Love and reason,
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I suppose this resignation
Is a form of wisdom;
Beaten down,
We discard our pride,
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I dreamt that you stole all my books,
Negating all the pains I took;
The summary of all my life,
My history of love and strife;
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Out through the pulsing magnetic fields
Are launched the words that I feel;
Piercing the veil of electric clouds
The static buzzing sharp and loud;
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I'll get a feather;
You get a feather;
Make that two or three;
Tickle me on the neck,
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Thirty years has come and gone,
Who sings the chorus of our songs;
Who hums the lingering melody
Of what was our brief harmony?
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