Manonton Dalan Poems

i can count tires turn
rolling on a highway
i can hear power bass
coming from your window
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i open garage door to see
bright lights blurring my eyes
slender shadow in bluejeans
and jacket came out of door
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we keep that good bond
that at one time i told her
about my teacher not treating
me right, next day she was there
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4pm they're still on first tee
warming up to be next to go
could be playing nine holes
i stop by to practice putting
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anguish has subside
to sobbing episode
outburst came to still
comparable to faucet
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splashing luminous waves
breaking to a white carpet
reaching my barefoot, i run
teasing her, tempting her
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we are subjected to barrage
of situation arising from needs
fierce competition of our time
priority which one should be
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Sudden heat wave
Pelted my skin
Suck all my will
I'm sleepy tired
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my god is writing in sky
whispering wind does fly
gray clouds lower, it should
touch mountains with bolt
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i keep going to that grass hut
nobody was there except light
i'm scared to get in, i walk away
not even looking back, strange
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