Angel Payne

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It is a weight we learn to carry
Not at an age
But in a moment, in an instant…
We bend our knees…
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Last year, it was mahogany wood tables with white linens and crystal stemware...

Service on a platter, by a girl whom you already knew, so new.... so many sparkles I could have drunk my wine from your eyes... the stemware wasn't even as bright.... and your mind wandered through conversations, conversions in places where food was supposed to be. But I can't even remember what we had to eat. Just that you were with me, and her, on a night I reserved, for us.
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I have known better than part time friendships with part time benefits... part time promises that become full time non profits. You really aren't going to fool me.

I can do better than your 3: 05-am phone calls on Wednesday mornings, better than your fake smiles with fake personalities you only meet dripping off bathroom door handles.... pose for a picture.. classy.
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I hope to be nothing more
than the lint in your pocket
the loose hair on your head
the kink in your bed sheets
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There she was, standing in the sunlight spotted pixie dress she loved to wear as a kid...
She swept the hair from her face and turned into the shadow of the magnolia tree she would climb as a kid.
And as a kid she would hold and hug anything with two eyes and a beating heart.
Caress anything with curves and the sense to feel....
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The Best Poem Of Angel Payne

Left, Right, Left

It is a weight we learn to carry
Not at an age
But in a moment, in an instant…
We bend our knees…
Poise our shoulders
Swallow our fear and
The emptiness of what is
Left
Right
Left….
Handed rummage seekers…
A melodic movement
Timed to a sunrise… and set…
A rhythm…. a routine….
A self-diagnosed biological clock always
Covered in kerosene….
And we walk…
Left
Right
Left…
Her dry mouth lip synching lullabies
To my fallen memory
A plea for perfection
An unconditional condition
I know it, leaving me
Lined with silver-lined doubt and regret
And I run with what is….
Left
Right
Left
Overs from one city to the next….
Latitudes only elongated existence
Searching and seeking to accept
Searching and seeking for rest…
Bending our knees…
Poising our shoulders
And breathing in the night
Left……
Right?

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