Herbert Nehrlich Poems

Each night I fall asleep,
it is the true intent
to pull the sheets
up to my chin
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She had been diagnosed
and sent away,
the colony they said
would be a home,
...

Doctor, doctor, how do you do?
Come and meet Skippy, the gray kangaroo.
Skippy and Joey, the one in the pouch,
Joey fell out and she now has an ouch.
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They bought themselves a giant bed
which had a foot end and a head.
A doonah soft as vulvar velvet
bookcase in case you want to shelve it...
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And on the beach today
I saw an eagle.
Was flying in from just above the waves.
And, when he saw me he
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Would you do me up dear, please?
Pull a little harder, they still growin'
Funny you should say this, they are not,
lard accumulates beneath a woman's skin
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I had a dream last night,
it was of bothersome dimensions.
To dwell on dreams
it always has
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I wonder if all lovers would consider
to search their souls down to their greatest depth.
The tastes of sweet and sour, salty, bitter
are with us always, in our hearts they're kept.
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The pillow cradled her gray locks,
she dreamed about a goose,
the night was cold and she wore socks
of pleasant baby blue.
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The weight was way too much.
As time went on without reprieve
her spinal column bent,
toward the ground, each day
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