John W. McEwers Poems

I give more than I get
But that's ok
because
I give what I want to
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When you left me for tulips
and dirt
I missed you terribly.
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You know you lookin dainty on yo barstool, honey pie.
Slide on over with yo toe ring, come on give it a try.
I see you got a glass but I see that it is dry.
Come on over let me fill it cuz I'm that kind of guy.
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If you were to say,
hey,
you're a pretty ok guy
why don't ya give me a try
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What is it with you and the ankle grabbing?
It's like I'm walking through a forest of the trees of our times
Spent talking of tomorrow's dreams and promises not yet bearly broken.
Stubbly pebbles and dried up conifer spines confuse my feet, unprepared.
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You broke my car like you broke my heart's engine.
You made it so it won't turn over.
My heart.
My engine.
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It's Paris in the Springtime
as the fluers de lis flower
Singing hymns to the fresh new floral scents.
Paintings hang in the monuments
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In the dead of the night
the sound of Queen
Flash Gordon
flashing phone
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It was dark
I had no idea where I parked
and the fight had just broken out.
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I, The Captain of Souls
do say unto ladies throughout
that my love's never hotter
and caress never longer
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