James Workman Poems

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1.
Heat

My heart is not made from sinew or tissue
It is an engine of iron
It is not fueled by blood
But by an immense hearth
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2.
Silence Is Golden

Silence is golden.
Or so they say.
I do not believe this to be true.
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3.
Tired

I grow weary
From your lamentations in my ear
You are like a gnat I cannot swat
Your persistent buzzing
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