Michael Gale Poems

A deathly drink, had I sipped...
Coming home inside thy crypt.

Stiffened bones as wrought by iron...
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Some where over some Rainbow, where I'll die...
I'll gather, in my pain filled aches-And forever, sadly cry.

The birds will chirp about my death, in melodious-eerie, rhythm...
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I gave you my heart...
You made me glad.

I forbade your jealousy...
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Whine's the crows dive bombed the scare crowed coward...
Hence the well entranced and entrapped shower.

It spewer ed in us and well amongst...
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Oh Lord-I beg forgiveness...
Not unforgiveness.

You are the way...
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Angel, your wings shone on me...
Brightly lit wonderment of your shine.

Your ways hath been good to me...
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Distemper Fly Delis...
Are we from Dallas?

Where's my car? ...
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Foot prints of time eroded embarked...
Ideas just like mine-had I sparked.

Sun drenched deep, into my sign...
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Grab the knife and drive it deep within my gut...
Let it cut, let it cut.

Twist it's handle, at an angle sharp...
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A hundred and one degrees fahrenheit, in the shade, this day...
Might make me resemble a over wet and perspiring, spongy, way.

The shade, ah yes-the shade, all cooling and warm, as now...
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