Genevieve Surrender Poems

In caribbean breezes
the sea salt air
stings her nostrals
and the sand
...

I'm sorry, Sir.

That I cannot do.
...

A late night wandering
with a new friend and an old
looking for a girl who seemed to have lost her way.
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'The shareef don't like it,
rockin' the Casbah'
Sang my phone.
...

Today I had nothing to do,
So I put my hand in my shoe.
It felt kind of weird,
then it disappeared,
...

In a single heartbeat
she can change
and turn her head away.
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Mickey Rooney once told me
that my hair would look better
with ribbons and bows
than half in a razor and half on the floor.
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Whenever
I think
of what will happen
when i'm older
...

When I think of him
I can write
rapidly
as if my fingers
...

I had a picture
of you
framed.
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