Gary Diamond Poems

I get bored of routine.
People who like their house too clean.
I prefer a bit of mess.
I prefer a place with a little hair on it's chests.
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God's in the shadows.
He lurks in all the places full of mortal danger.
I like him.
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Yes yes yes.
This repetition of one word keeps me feeling depressed.
No no no.
On some days your talent ebbs ebbs ebbs and doesn't flow.
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Don't just break one kind of glass.
Kill two birds with one stone.
Kill two panes of glass
One on the other
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I have a little voice inside my head.
I'd wager than you do
Too.
But let me tell you about mine first.
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I like people who rant
As long as they do so
Articulately and whimiscally
And even if I hate their point
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It's a curious word all right.
The single letter pronounced the same as the five letter word.
But we all know what it means.
Yes we all know what it means, either way.
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The last refuge of the solitary stooge
The final placement where the faith belongs
The last challenge fading the in fog
My life; as it slips away
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So much for dignity.
So much for all that is hereditary.
Don't we all wish the best for ourselves
And locked in unobtainable dreams
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Simple
Elegant
Form and a function.
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