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Amy Jones Poems
- Blue Eyes “I’m so sorry, ” he says again and again The ...
- A Blues Poem Seems all my days of late Are spent in ...
- A Gastown Bum I held her close to my side as we walked out of...
- Doggy-Style Behind The Octopus I went to play mini golf with ...
- Tink Tink Tink. Tink. Tink. Tink. I could never sleep at ...
- Grace She was the youngest of 8 kids in a German Mennonite ...
- Downtown White eyes wide as we walk down Hastings. A ...
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Blue Eyes
“I’m so sorry, ” he says again and again
The desperate crease across his eyebrows tells her he means it
She can tell he hasn’t eaten for a while
His face has that gaunt look like his cheekbones are protruding too far
Still, the days of stubble don’t hide the childish look of his features
His face is so oily it looks almost like sweat
But those helpless blue eyes still look like those belonging to a small boy
She spots the half crushed beer can in the trash
It has those crude tell-tale pinholes in it
“I’m so sorry, ” he says once more
Her gaze is ...
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