Paul Andrew Bourne Poems

just cry my love...
let the world recognize
that, that a vein is damaged;
and ‘cause of socialization principles
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Life
a freshly cut rose
a prize just won
a delicacy of exotic foods
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Only if
Only if
That is, only if
Only if
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a bullet!
a single bullet!
just a piece of metal
in the wrong hand -
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Alas! I awoke from within
shackles of veracity
laid
on my charge
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I see not love again because of my former years
I kept the hate of love lost bottled deep inside
as - those days that I loved
I did with the heart of a fool
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I sat in my homeland
just looking at the gods’ majestic creations
in amazement
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I awoke advancing from the confines of a covenant
like leaves in an opened runlet. To see waters cascading
in from off the citadel of ravished bowels
from the acceptance of twisted and broken things.
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bitter!
Ooooh
bitter!
bitter more than vinegar
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Thrill me with words that can
open a rusty lock
fill the spirit with love
uplift a bitter soul
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